The Overpass
Boys get high
and pass the warmth
vivid and bright.
Living surfaces surround them-
spray paint
history
under the overpass.
They were nigh new members
a nation of addicts.
Here recruitment was rampant
where friends went to try
and they broke-
chemically chained
under that overpass.
In the summer
strange souls pressed together
to **** to love, to grow,
a maiden voyage
hailed by the night
inhaling the night
under that overpass.
If ever you get high
and look for something more
it’s right there
under that overpass.
Behind the weedy grass and paint
a blue door waits.
Bones litter the escape-
to a new world.
Pass out of this lif
e
and lay before it.
Release yourself,
enter paradise
under that overpass.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
The Overpass
Boys get high
and pass the warmth
vivid and bright.
Living surfaces surround them-
spray paint
history
under the overpass.
They were nigh new members
a nation of addicts.
Here recruitment was rampant
where friends went to try
and they broke-
chemically chained
under that overpass.
In the summer
strange souls pressed together
to **** to love, to grow,
a maiden voyage
hailed by the night
inhaling the night
under that overpass.
If ever you get high
and look for something more
it’s right there
under that overpass.
Behind the weedy grass and paint
a blue door waits.
Bones litter the escape-
to a new world.
Pass out of this lif
e
and lay before it.
Release yourself,
enter paradise
under that overpass.