The Ride Gliding across the soaked slippery wet black Continuous yellow Bright white is trailing my back Mood set so swell and mellow The little drops creeping down the glass All around me Many follow coming so fast Passing instant lights, so frightening Luminous lights tearing into the night Ponderous white stabs I fear the white Terror in the night thats generally drab The little tears from the sky penetrating my only protection So scared with so much tension Its Everywhere, nowhere to hide I long to be impervious through out THE RIDE -julian Buentello 9/23/14
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