The Color Of Hunger

My Endless Racetrack

Posted on: November 6, 2009

Cruisin’ 40’s minus a care,
Life is good when a truth masks a dare.
Round and round on an endless track,
Staring onlookers don’t ever look back.
Plague the spectators and rob them of money,
The humor’s not worth it if you don’t find it funny.
Snuggling up to confusion won’t help you a bit,
You mind the rest of it, I’ve got the tip.
Walk this way my young ruthless fellow,
Sparks of orange linger and shades dip to yellow.
Grasping air to keep with the faith,
I swallow too harshly; too bad it’s too late.
Peeling layers, tempt me, tempt me,
Ship me crooks until they get me.
I won’t leave here, no I won’t,
Repeat the doubles to kill the notes.
Worthy shadows, keep them coming,
Axe down the stems, the flowers are budding.
Pull me closer, man with power,
Memories gratify, then switch to sour.


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Spokane, WA. 26 years young. Aquarius, of course. I am a very optimistic individual driven by passion and creativity. Music is my inspiration to everything. I dig the nightlife. I enjoy discovering new craft beers and breweries. I like animals more than humans. The ocean is amazing. I have no idea what I wanna do with my life and prolly never will. But I'm going to succeed because I'm crazy enough to think I can.
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