Saturday, February 23, 2008

3am Drive-Bys

When I hear a car on the road at 3am I dream such dreamings.
I used to be a 3am driver myself in my wicked, wretched past.
Always with my heart stapled to a bleeding sleeve.
Always with a fire in my chest.

Tyres on the road at 3am make me quiver.
Especially in the rain.