i crawl through the attic
and
torment the thoughts
of some divine
peace
my heart races
my eyes sharp
i will bring
the fight to
you
knowing
all to well
the consequence
should i not do
precisely that
a million
little
nightmares
couldn't be
wrong
i am
wide
awake
and
thinking
of going
for a
ride
ghosts
don't
drive
cars
2 comments:
humm, ghosts don't drive cars. An intriguing ending. I think I get your drift. WEll said.
Ghosts do not drive cars (love that line) but you take the attic with you regardless.
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