Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A fresh kill

Get in your car
Open the door to your packaged sunshine
To where you folded up your old childish notions
Fill it with your adult insecurities
Relive the scent
Feel it in your bones as you soar
Shift into drive
And glide back
To when the ground was still hard and your heart still soft
When scars were still fresh and kisses still wet
Slip on your shades
And see the world clearly once again

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