Highway sucker
life's a ride on a highway
a busy highway
a highway studded
with most illustrious transportation
I see accidents happen
Cars tumble
trees fall
And i see the highway moves fast
too fast to grasp to live
to mull over
Sign boards there to guide
ppl who're up to see them
speed traps there to stop
ppl who're sane to brake
Fear i'll live to see all of it vanish
leaving me naked .. fucked
And He'll high beam me to sense.
a busy highway
a highway studded
with most illustrious transportation
I see accidents happen
Cars tumble
trees fall
And i see the highway moves fast
too fast to grasp to live
to mull over
Sign boards there to guide
ppl who're up to see them
speed traps there to stop
ppl who're sane to brake
Fear i'll live to see all of it vanish
leaving me naked .. fucked
And He'll high beam me to sense.
posted by PETRAX at
8/24/2006 11:10:00 pm
3 Comments:
it's already a senseless muddle
of colours.
read into it
breathe into it:
subjectivity.
as you already have.
make the colours shades brighter,
vivid images,
contrast,
black and white,
worthy of a focus,
shutter, aperture.
photoshop.
there is no Real,
make your own.
heard before
said before
done before:
you're the pillion up front.
enjoy the ride.
pillion upfront sounds soothing.
poor thing, I havent made any sense of my frustration.
I make my own. MAKE it is.
everytime the urge seems bigger seems it'll never bring me back to this roadstop again. I let myself down everytime. I start handling these rather than counting em out which is like expecting god of me.
Highway is good. transporter is. I need new tirehub, new eyes to see.
hold frustration, in your palm.
grasp.
let go.
watch it form the solid mass you behold.
choose.
admire its worth as a memory.
smile at its potential.
or just watch it skip and ripple the face
of your thought.
it's over when you want it to be.
don't expect to take a u-turn.
why change direction?
it's fine, the way it goes.
many road stops. many pictures to click. many lone trees. many images of God's halos, His light.
Faith, remember, is omnipresent? =)
Don't tire them beautiful eyes.
Let them rest a while.
And the colours seem better, and worthwhile then.
Rest, oh weary traveller.
wary traveller.
then,
it'll vary traveller =)
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