Through driving
often you come along
where folks form focus and meet
when you blink and meet me
Don't stop coming
I'll never stop drumming
my thumbs on your dashboard
The medium sized world is making a comeback
the world at large is drowning
disappearing
crawling up and out forever
Is it your number?
or is it you don't belong
well, when black clouds hover so low
we will rise to kiss you
Don't stop blushing
gushing in buckets of color
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