looming at me she's smiling

swerving to keep her at bay

I crossed double white lines

after that things went grey

waking in her brawny arms

she whispers words of love

how we were fated to meet

the way we fit hand in glove

concussion raddling my mind

my brain limps in reverse gear

random thoughts flit like fleas

one above all else, naken fear

valeti...

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We all have thoughts

They're in our heads

During the day or when

We take to our beds

But where do thoughts go

When we're brown bread?

Do they expire when we do

Or emigrate instead?

Do orphaned thoughts stray

Seeking a new home?

Is the air alive with ideas?

Does a corps of notions roam?

And is that where poetry begins?

Idling like taxis, do rhym...

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