when the odomoter bounces at 120, and his knuckles grip the wheel like he is trying to break it off, and he screams: "where the fuck is it?" tell him.
Reason for writing:
this is the third poem i have written from a dream in which i can barely remember.... not sure what was happening in the dream, only that i was in a car speeding down a country road....there was a woman in the car with me, and there was something (?) not sure what, that i absolutely needed to know, and she was the only one how could tell me....was a crazy dream....cant seem to stop writing poems about it....
Birth sign: Taurus
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