Poetry (poem)
no matter how fast you go… poetry becomes the long desolate highway that has no end in sight no matter how comfy you are… poetry becomes the uncomfortable feeling in your chair no matter how long you snooze… poetry becomes …
no matter how fast you go… poetry becomes the long desolate highway that has no end in sight no matter how comfy you are… poetry becomes the uncomfortable feeling in your chair no matter how long you snooze… poetry becomes …