Ass-tarnish-mint

Watching night
turn into day
enough times
can drive a man

mad.

I see detailed visions
of places I’ve never been before.

And I’m without you.

Still collecting
plastic memories
and recollections
and glue.

But after August
I’ll start to recycle them –

you’ll be gone then.


Elude the affliction;

sick of Drearytown.

I’ve been driving
for too long today.

I’ve been driving
for too long.

I’ve driven myself
somewhere unsafe.

I’ve driven myself
somewhere insane.