Days go by
time on freeways
drought ridden ski slopes dust
seeps down on Pacific Ocean
this guy outside my window
won't shut up he's yelling madman
dreaming the streets in lucid colors
shut them up
I see children cowering in back seats
father's yelling destroying them
the car idles
quitely at the curb
military might make it
get it straight annihilate it
muscle car motor
roadside madness
hookers in my hood
riding bikes to trick or treat
summer never left this street
alarm siren serenade complete
Days go by
freeways
rancore maladies people injured
running to and fro
white collar crime rates
statistical representations
life is precious
death sentence treatment
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