Author: Next Exit PM
.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 71 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-01-10 - id: 2843713
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I have lucid dreams where I
am floating above the sea,
and when something goes awry,
I crash into the reef.
I took out on the open road
on a bicycle made of clay.
I pedaled fast, the chain got hot,
the gears snapped and fell away.
And when I fumbled a knife
that was forged to raise hell,
the hand that dropped the machete
dropped to the ground as well.