WHERE THE STREETLIGHTS TAKE REQUESTS
WHERE THE CITY NOISES COMPOSE THE SOUNDTRACKS FOR DREAMS.
BUT HERE,
THE ROADS PAVE THE LINES ON MY FACE,
WHICH MY EYES DRIVE THE LENGTH OF
AT LEAST ONCE A DAY.
LOSING ALIGNMENT IN THE POREHOLES AND LIPCRACKS.
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| December 1998 / Volume One / Issue Two | |||||||||
| Brian Simko | |||||||||
| I WANT TO LIVE IN A TOWN WHERE THE STREETLIGHTS TAKE REQUESTS WHERE THE CITY NOISES COMPOSE THE SOUNDTRACKS FOR DREAMS. BUT HERE, THE ROADS PAVE THE LINES ON MY FACE, WHICH MY EYES DRIVE THE LENGTH OF AT LEAST ONCE A DAY. LOSING ALIGNMENT IN THE POREHOLES AND LIPCRACKS. |
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