Nauseous like a Porsche

will not stop driving

hug banks, embankments, abutments

tilt like tires bent

smoke rubber, hot sweating nail polish

weird fake green grass

I look to like a sleepy old rain cloud

Falling, super super stitious for a bit

biting a flea rag soaked within toma'amto dressing

Gregging he balks and sits in park

idling like forested decomposers all over

the yellowed burn of more eyes than Life.

No promise keeps safely the help you saved.

golden porsche - mogwai