streaking past you,
flashing all around,
flash, flash, flash,
your life, your life.
This is your life
when you trade sleep
for trick candles,
when you lean your head
backwards and forget
you're fast moving
on a still-life subway.
This is your life
struggling at this moment
in time, this is your life
which at the moment
is a statistical anomaly,
this life that you can't remember.
This is your life
on drugs, this is your life
on girls, this is your life
strapped to a train and moving
inbound, or outbound,
depends on the vantage point.
This is your life
peeling back the curtain,
melting the snow,
spinning flashing, nightmare
of your life, this is your life
learning to let go.
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