Entangled with You

 

Fading in and out of the ethereal mist

 

Tears come for no reason

images form in my mind

blood on the road

blue lights flashing

it isn't real

 

reality snaps back

 

trees pass

our car gently consumes the road in front of it

I don't look back

there isn't anything behind me

nothing at all

 

mind slips back to that other place

 

I slide the three fifty seven in to my belt

light fades to dark

city streets

attitude

hunting for bad guys

dealers or pedo's

it doesn't matter which

someone's dying tonight

 

fog comes from the alley

surrounds me

consumes me

 

I'm driving once again

Teeth clenched

Jaws aching

grass

trees

sunshine

 

 

I slip again

Grampa's gone

eyes moisten

 

the mist again

music

car

road

 

fading horizon

another world

 

My fingers tangled in your hair

pulling gently but firmly

the sound of your breathing

brings sanity to a troubled mind

sweat glistens

arms and legs intertwined

 

Tomorrow's Sunday

 

road again

driving

music up

missed my turn

might as well go in to town