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S.JENSEN © 2017

THE CAR RIDE

IS BACK

ON MY MIND

SEEMS SO

LONG AGO

IN A WORLD

I AM NOT

ALLOWED TO GO

IN THE NIGHT

ALL AROUND

PASS MY PAIN

TO MY CRANKED

MUSIC BRAIN

SWEET BITTER

MEMORIES

WHEN THINGS

BEGIN AND

NEVER END

IN THE WAY

I SO LET GO

AND DELVE DEEP

INTO A SEA

OF EMOTIONS

LOST IN THE WATER

A MILLION

YEARS

DEEP DOWN

TO THE TOWN

THAT LETS ME BE ME

YET HIDES

ITS DARKNESS

LIKE A STORM

CLOUD

RIDING AROUND

PULLING AT

THOUGHTS

THAT JUST WAS

IN A SHARED

DREAM

OF MY FOGGED

BACK VIEW

BREAK THE BEAT

OF DEDICATED SONGS

AND TEARS

THAT FELL

REPLACED BY MISPLACED

ANGER

AND BACK

AROUND AGAIN

LIKE THE FULL

MOON

IN MY SIGN

SAYING

HEY YOU

OUR TIME

AND NO ONE ELSE'S

STOLEN IN

THE WAKE

LIKE A

CREMATED

FRIEND

TURNED ENEMY

THEN LOST

ALONG THE WAY

CAUSE HOW ELSE

COULD IT BE

PAINTING MY

LIFE AWAY

WRITING MEMORIES

IN BETWEEN

THE REALITY

OF WHATEVER

SHADOWS

DANCED

THERE

ON THE BLADES

EDGES

FACED IT ALL

TO GATHER

ONLY

THAT WHICH

LONELY COFFEE

INDUCED

MORNINGS

OUT LIKE

DEW DROPS

AFTER THUNDER

AND

LIGHTNING

LIGHTS FLICKER

IN AND OUT

LIKE LOVE BIRDS

ON THE LIVEWIRE

IN THE SKY

WALKING ON

THE SIDEWALK

WHERE

DEATH KISSES

BUT SAYS

NO NOT YET

FOR LUCK SAYS

ITS GRACES

TO INTERVENE

REPLACING

NUMBED

THOUGHTS

OF

YESTERYEAR

WITH

EACH STEP

LIKE A NEW

ROSE PETAL

DROPPING

AS I GO

OH TO THE

CAR RIDE

THAT NEVER IS

BUT THE DREAM

OF A FOOL

LOST IN TIME

FOR BELIEVING

IN A FALSE LOVE

OR TO THE

LUSTFUL

CARELESSNESS

OF MY WHISPERS

OF HEAVENLY

CHOICES

LIKE THE RUMORS

AS OF A WISE OWL

BLINDED BY

THE GRATES

OF IRON

OVER THE GATES

AND

WALLS CRACKED

IN TIME

WITH FLOWERS

SHINING

THROUGH

ONWARD I WALK

TIL ONE DAY

TEARS WILL FALL

AS INSULTS

FADE

LIKE DAMAGED

HAIR

CUT AWAY

FOR A NEW

DAY

TO RISE

AND ONCE

AGAIN

CARRY

ME AWAY

OH TO A

MISGUIDED

FOOL’S

HEART

POUNDING

LIKE PYRITE

HARD

AND SHINING

BUT WORTH

NADA

IN THE END

TOMORROW

WILL COME

AND TODAY

IN THE DUST

AS THE

SUNSETS

IN THE MIRROR

AND I AM

NO LONGER

BEHIND THE

WHEEL

RIDING THESE

RAILS…

TO

NOWHERE!

OH MY

DREADED

DEAD

DREAMS...


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