breakdown lanes in poetry

  • Sept. 26, 2019, 8:22 a.m.
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on a long enough timeline with infinite cars
eventually every roadside would be checkered
to the brim with new flowers and old crosses
with grievances tragedies emotional scars
endless memorials to our infinite accidents
but for better or worse, this isn’t infinite
we get just one brief chance at being alive
let’s drive
let’s drive


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