Escape
Escape….
The long, black, cracked tongue of static highway races out to the heart
of a starless horizon.
Summer ignites.
Phantoms of heat writhe in ecstasy at the unattainable distance as the
miles melt away.
Gone,
as my American engine warps time out through the emptiness, raw in the
cephalic heat.
Speed, holding whole my wicked soul as I seek shelter from
a Wild,
blue-eyed,
Girl.
Low,
across the western twilight sky, storm clouds gather to swallow the vast
magenta tide of dusk
in its wake.
So, I stand on the gas and rush out, mad, to meet the rain.
Yet,
I cannot shake her kinetic presence.
Her eyes burn hollow in constant dreams.
Her satin flesh there, warm in slumber beside me.
Her misty voice, a song
as soft as rain.
Frantic,
I race headlong into the heart of the storm, sliding reckless through
the maelstrom,
constellations of traffic glow, bizarre in the immortal gloom, as I
fall.
Left betrayed by the memory of her,
betrayed by my own, lone, manic heart.
Her essence is mine, here forever now,
her music,
intrinsic.
Or, perhaps I just need more road.
