shake your tambourine
in a cloud of
exhaust
breath hotter..
than Halley’s on calm
of an august
evening,
we chase down sunsets
then hide out
in the..
clear, let’s see if we can’t
catch that spark
before it speeds off
on shiny new
rims..
sweatin’
tears..
in a panic to get
the hell out
of here
and..
away
from him.
Grumpy Gorman
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