I hear the city street sounds
and its never felt so slippery
water dripping through the grates
past train tires and
their distant bell
when I'm gone
my friends become more
heartfelt
the lime more sweet
pushing words acapella
or with a beat
time travel on a freeway
turns up the heat
til dials begin to burst...
'its actually unfinished...I'll get back at this piece in August...'
Energy
July 2009