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drive.


 
to look back  
upon this  
particular  
highway  

of my  
marred  
and  
battered  
 
but  
pseudo  
picturesque  
 
with all  
of it's genuine  
roadside charms  
like dancing girls  
lost in flowers  
upon ruffian arms  
 
or all those places  
that change  
your character's  
ranges  
 
yeah--  
you know the ones  
 
we've all been there  
 
when you're driving along  
to that particular song  
letting the breeze  
 
tickle those baby hairs just so,  
 
Ohh—  
that  
fucking  
cool  
flow
 
 
ya, know?...  
you definitely know  
 
'highway hypnosis'  
is what  
we all called it  
whenever the haze  
 
grew  
 
and it Grew  
 
and it GREW  
 
the calming night skies  
slow the dew covered lies  
as I ride,  
 
and how it  
permeates  
 
dissolving  
deep  
seeded  
pains  
with each  
mile  
gained  
 
'till finally  
at last  
it's all  
but an echo  
of a weirdly  
wandering
past ...
 
 
 
 
 
 
Author's Note
©Blu2021
Windows down, driving without purpose or care, listening to a favorite playlist...like free therapy.....
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