Highways;

Highways;

A Poem by C.

driving down the highway, 2 am
feeling like we couldn't give a damn
feet on the dashboard
don't know what we're heading toward
don't know that we care
we could go anywhere

cigarettes and alcohol on our breath
yeah, we're facing eminent death
but it doesn't matter when you're twenty
as for time we've got plenty

so we drive down the highway, 3 am
rocking out to our jam
windows rolled down
wanting to escape this sleepy town
wanting to go anywhere
we could go everywhere

cigarettes and alcohol on our breath
yeah, we're facing eminent death
but it doesn't matter when you're twenty
as for time we've got plenty

© 2014 C.


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This took my breath away. This reminded me of so many dangerous adventures I embarked upon a few years ago. The danger and lack of consideration for one's safety is so well expressed. I felt like I was watching a thrilling movie, hanging on the edge of my seat, wondering if they would make it to safety. Thank you for sharing. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Oh, this piece is a little time capsule for me.

I enjoyed this piece.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have captured the invincible feeling of being in your 20s
I have already done too many things that looking back were pretty dangerous and stupid because what could ever go wrong...
Nice work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This took my breath away. This reminded me of so many dangerous adventures I embarked upon a few years ago. The danger and lack of consideration for one's safety is so well expressed. I felt like I was watching a thrilling movie, hanging on the edge of my seat, wondering if they would make it to safety. Thank you for sharing. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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