You drive and search for pleasure
using the money on the hour in order to gain some sense of pride
do you drive and search for a certain kind?
do you know what you feel at 1 in the morning ?
does she give you the power that youve created with your body?
harsh words floating through your car and tender skin breaking from ferocity
the moon looks down on you with a glowing light and with a nodding perspective
your breathing slows as her stop comes near
bid your farewells as you break away with fear
watching the street lights pass your peripheral view,
youre hoping that the children will never hear about this side of you...
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