most likely
more angry than
anything else
crash
no one hurt
quite the mess
one the way home
most likely
keeping someone
awake worried
without a call
music somewhere
far off in the night
music getting
closer loud exhaust
to match it all
these thoughts
don’t add up too much
of the time spent
cross-eyed thinking
some nights
out on the back porch
is the only remedy
for what has passed
too fast until tomorrow
bring back tonight
until all the sirens
cease until
well
they don’t stop…
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