Daydreamin'

Kids'

DISNEYLAND HERE I COME!

AWESOME!

HOME IN CALIFORNIA.

Let the Drummer kick

the mustang purrs its rumble of the engine. as though it is about to round the corner, maybe it will come in sight. memories of the cars VIBRATION an the pull when shifting gears. no music so it is only the noise of the car in sync with the beating of a heart . the car had its clamors when driven too long, like awaiting a rest needed for days. days on end of PUMMELING its insides and no split second slowed awaiting the next use. faster and deeper into the night, in the silence there is a wave; awaiting the sun to reach its peak once again and to meet the outsiders awaking from rest. the exhaust emanating from this majestic way of being. an indescribable feeling of completeness while at the same time emptiness inside. no one sole could change the emotions becoming over two individuals, and outsiders envy the sweet scent of love. the emptiness of a black hole overcomes all around it, and there is no reaching back for help. once together in the darkness the connectivity must be strong, as though a feat of infinity. it is desired so strongly for the roar to reach the eardrums, a relief of solitude when reaching the seat of its sole. it rumbles through the body and holds you close as to brace it while it climbs the mountain in earnest with you inside safe.


citizen cope.

Saturday Night