a grey town with a cold glare
could never make me more aware
than the strobe lights
that burst through the clubs
and the highway signs
that lead to nowhere
and
everywhere
you're here and there
never going further than second gear
you speed up the hills
wind blows in your hair
and your smile acts like a flare
and you just disappear
YOU ARE READING
fly me to the moon
Poetrythe second set of poems i have published - currently updating but uncertain of how many chapters will be released ☾ this book explores the suffering faced on earth while falling in love with the the things above. ☽ rated as mature content
