in the morning
i wake, up,
climb into my head,
and hit the accelerator;
we’re going 160 km/hr
all damn day
so strap in and hold on
because if i slow down
i’ll see the landscape.
so it’s peddle to the metal
until night comes again
and i can pull over
and collapse into a coma
until the next day when –
in the morning
i wake up…