Taxiing

You’re allowed to dream in color ya know?

And you don’t have to belong to the hands that hurt you.

Gnawing.

Gnashing.

Kisses taste like pennies these days

And hugs are far too intimate

Prodding.

Prickly.

Happiness moved to Atlanta to be an actor

But Indifference is right where it’s always been…providing, keeping a roof over our head

Whipping.

Whirling.

I’m worn out from wrestling with wanderlust and since indecision covered the point spread in the bottom of the 9th I’m fresh outta cash

Scrambling.

Scrounging.

A way is a hard thing to make and the timetable is all out of sync.

The feng shui’s giving self-destruction and I don’t want to clash with the color scheme

Crying.

Luckily, It’s only one shade of the blues. The deep throbbing one that has a way of ambling right into blackness…if you’re unlucky.

Quiet.

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