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Mitch Prax Jul 2020
There is only
one road into this heart-
no speed limit,
and no exits to
speak of.
mica Jul 2020
missing those late nights,
driving around the city.

missing being in the middle of a traffic jam while raining, the way those raindrops create subtle noise above the car's roof which brings comfort along with the radio.

missing the feeling of sleeping inside the car, but disappointment wakes you up when you feel a familiar turn, knowing you're already home.

missing everything that is associated with adventure, because being in a stagnant shelter will never be the same.
wrote this bc i can't bring myself to sleep yet
HeWhoExplores Jun 2020
Car horns slice through the air,
congestion gathers on the roads
making murky smoky trails

There sits a man

whom bears heavy weight;
shrouded, in dark clothing and mystery
Bearded, diligent and wise

Alan is his name

A Scouser if I'd ever seen one,
always happy and yet never alarmed
by the noises and pollution around him

This, is his home

I see him everyday when I pass,
come rain or shine, hail or wind
He sits, diligently and acute
with a paper cup in hand

Living in the open city

He shows that life can be unpredictable,
yet freedom cannot be contained
We've chatted, him and I
He says the institutions can't keep him down

They're out for money and control

This is his freedom, his way of life
to do what whatever he pleases
Tent ready, trolly in possession
Without fear, without order
without rules

Not knowing what the next day may bring
Alan, A Scouse drifter lives by his rules in the City of Belfast
Susan Nishimoto Jun 2020
Driving on a long dark, winding road

Cars passing me by with their bright lights

Blinding my eyes on this lonely road

Time just seems to go by so slowly.

As I listen to the radio

Why does it feel lonely, I don't know

But I got to keep moving somehow

'Cause I need to get somewhere right now.
Bullet May 2020
On the ride of our lives
There’s no reason for switching sides of the lines
Her eyes steer me on a dash boredom trip
Her feet on the dash when we are crossing boarders
Love in the air and we’re breathing in exhaust
Road trips planned out to a double crossing
Set fire to the bond for the gears couldn’t shift
Her eyes grew for another
While mine lost their tint

Bridges burned was well worth the visit
The cars totaled can never amount to this kind of freedom
The trust merged within a group to shoot down a smile
These miles rolled are now thrown down the scrap yard
I had to scrape myself off of a window
Everybody looking through me, clearly a loser
So I’ve set a fire in my pathfinder
Everyone found a way out of the tolls
The evol plugged in the love was found in the start of the spark
Sticks and stones were thrown to cut me off
I’ve pulled over too much
Stepped out to check out the view too much
The love we had was looking too lonely
Do not enters in both one ways of a love light
Now I’m in the street swerving and nothing is stopping me from crashing
Wall bangs from the side panels we now share from the past pictures on mirror panels

Hanging off the sunroof
I just need to see a little light
Gas pedal grasping the air
Destiny holds evil and fear
I’m holding the steering wheel
Driving drunk asking for trouble from a 2seater

You’re trapped in love
I’m trapped in a lx
The ride boxes us both in
There’s fire in both our outlines
Yet I’m the one slowly dying
Check the light of my heart line
nick armbrister May 2020
BY CRAIG J. BURT & JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX 5/22/20

90 degrees today
Crazy mood & happy
Ready to test out my brand new Audi
Down this bumpy road

The best time's right now
German made quality car
Aircon & tunes are on
You smile & we are complete.
Erian Rose Apr 2020
his fingers fidgeted with the stars
comets flying like racing cars
when he glanced above, all he hoped
to sing a lullaby to the one
he loves the most
Steve Page Mar 2020
Speed is cold.
Speed is cruel.
Speed is merciless.

Speed is a smile, at speed.
Blink and it's gone.
Watching Steve McQueen's Le Mans.
Zack Ripley Nov 2019
Money. Cars. Jewelry. Life.
What do these things have in common?
Value.
We value money because of the things we can do with it.
We value the comfort and convenience of cars.
But they're not part of who we are.
We say jewelry is valuable because of the time that is taken. The care.
We value the looks people give when they gawk and stare.
We value life because we are alive.
Without life, we wouldn't be able to enjoy spending money, wear jewelry, or know how free you can feel when you drive.
But there's one thing missing from the list.
One thing we always seem to forget.
Ourselves.
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