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5 Seconds

Sometimes

when I am on the highway

going 10-20 miles over the speed limit

I’ll put on the saddest song I’ve been into lately

and crank that bitch up real loud


And I’ll close my eyes

for as long as I can

before chickening out

and popping them back open again

The fear has to really sink in–

I have to feel that sting throughout the whole body,

for me to open my eyes


So,

if you see a beat up

99 Mercury Sable,

with both side view mirrors taped on ,

and a spiraling dent

on the rear passenger side,

from when a semi almost sent me nose diving into the river styx,

and Johnny Cash blasting from the speakers,


don’t honk at me,

or cut me off,


I’m trying to get past 5 seconds


-C.H.


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