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Published: 2007-05-27 07:22:25 +0000 UTC; Views: 284; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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Description Night sky's fallen to the asphalt,
firefly headlights blinking
in the bizarre mating signals
of missed exit lanes
and illegal U-turns
(heaven looks so empty
without its virgins' souls).

All hope for automotive offspring fades
with a backwards turn of the clock-hand key,
crooked between blue lines
as I screech to a nails-on-chalkboard stop.
The free life, the party life--
you know, the good life--
and all its associated uppers
have put my brain on overdrive.

Hibernation's all the rage,
so I've rented a cave on this mountain
where nature's night-lights are invisible
(light pollution and despair
make for an overcast night).

I'll have a decent meal for once--
breakfast may be on the house,
but dinner's going to cost you.
I hear food poisoning's good for the soul.
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