driving home late telling my eyes
it’s just about time to open
wide, let in a few headlights
reveal the back
of my head.
clang noises clanging back there
still clanging away let
the headlights
shine on in.
"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
driving home late telling my eyes
it’s just about time to open
wide, let in a few headlights
reveal the back
of my head.
clang noises clanging back there
still clanging away let
the headlights
shine on in.
supposedly you can place your hand outside and the cool air on the wrist helps keep you awake.
or, i hear coffee works. i tried a book on tape, and the book became part of my dream as i sped along at 65 mph.