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Friday, February 29, 2008

list poems

red lights aren't bad unless they last incredibly too long
stop and go traffic
people thinking they are smart speeding by on the shoulder
pisses people off, not letting you over, dumb ass
thought they found a way ahead but they just got stuck
feeling stuck in your own mind
try to fight its grasp but you cant break free
quicksand
i hear its dangerous
suffocation, no breathing
anxious, nervous, i really need a cig.
cigs, the smell stays with you even after you dont notice it anymore

1 comments:

Monda said...

I love this! You move from long red lights to clinging cigarette smell - all of it a pause you almost never notice.

More images like these, gal!