Teen Poetry #7 |
Plastic Canopies |
young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
Plastic Canopies The road underneath slides by Like clouds made of solidified smog And traffic is moving so well. Two points for a Bug. Visions of would-be lives appear On flatscreens frozen in time, Those poor abandoned s. Always drinking with painted smiles. A million different worlds race To the green zero marker, The end of an uneventful trip. Thank God I'm back from the in-laws. |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
You write like you hate society and all that conformist raz-ma-taz. all those counterfeit smiles and fake memories. all things we take for granted, eh? Well done on this one. You're style reminds me a bit of mine back in the day. I left my wallet in El Segundo... |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
i don't society, i was just watching things on the highway, like billboards for example and laughed because these people are permantly frozen to one emotion. they never show what effects alchohol can have in large quantities, it's like the best of society is displayed and al consquences forgotten. anyway, thanks a lot. |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
everyone knows what it all really does to you, we just like to pretend. take the good part and maximize, hopeing it will cancel out the crap. Good write. drives always enlighten me. |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thanks a lot lexy. |
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