driving_games
lulie I like to drive straight until I hit a red light, then I turn right. One day I just may end up too far away to remember how to get back. 020414
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silentbob can i come with you? 020414
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lulie I drive, you supply the music. ;) 020414
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silentbob that's an arrangement i'd kill for 020414
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Fido roses and shisha
permeating my rickshah
rolling down boulevards
into orange crates and apple carts
and over American tourists
on their way to St. Barts and
down round the bend of the boulevard
you'll find a bearded man smoking
and to a bored looking child croaking
of life essential stopping while
stoking the coals on his footfire.
bluefire burns on his heart are hidden
carefully by whipping scars and tattoos
of elephants fleeing circus tents
and even corresponding ink on his back
of a man in a ciruclar hat standing
(alight more like) atop his elephantine breast.
but my rickshah singsongs me into
the alleyway so I can emerge at daybreak
into splendrous night where
there are no sirs, only humanity improper
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