La Di Da
Dark day's driving
sweeping curves
G force squeezing
weeping swerves
Rounding bends
tightly gripping
Hurtling North
keep from flipping
Core careening
out of touch
Controlling will
double clutch
YOU ARE READING
Express, baggage and all...
PoetryObjects in the mirror are closer than they appear... Just when you think you've put something behind you for good, you look back and find it trails you like your very own comet's tail, lighting a path through the dark. Reading through these pages...
