It’s almost time for new tires.
I don’t even notice the pressure
as it’s burning rubber down to wire.
Sometimes I get so lost,
trying to decipher destiny in desire
Losing logic to lust and love to liars.
Walking the plank,
they prepared to jump,
but in a flash one retired,
the heat rose up from the belly of the fire
tricked into a trance
the other left to admire…
Pushing past the stillness
a coalition of currents came chaotic–
Hey, can you feel this?
The ignition screamed deterrents
But reason’s robotic when your heart
plays the sledge hammer to logic.
feeling absent. consumed. swallowed up. erotic.
I waived my will, it felt melodic.
I thought I tasted love
but I’d only swallowed narcotics
I got consumed there somewhere along the line
passion’s claw, deeply rooted but unrefined.
The waters dried so I trolled along in wine,
fishing for something got me tangled in nothing…
careful child, bones wear thin if you try to carry
everything all the time…