Wednesday, March 3, 2010

SKICK's

Some Colorado street somewhere, 
ignoring the lights under the California night,
just trying to drive home,
and leave the escape
that only took me 15 miles to get to.

What a peace I found in a world so unfamiliar.
But there I was, for the last time
I leave the place hidden in the back,
full of love, full of love.

They don’t care.
They don’t want to hear it.
Just live among them.
You.