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Garish pix of nightclubs
 hot clubs
  	 hot pants
 hot girls
swirl my mind
as I lay in bed
running you 
inside my head
running and running
and you’re stuck on replay
as I speed the highway
down the road
flowing and flowing
thoughts and words
incoherent now
just images
of      you	 me
hot 	sweat 	     heat
lust maybe
paper fire 
it may be
flames licking
licking tongues licking
rolling
rolling
down the road.

Thoughts shimmer in the heat
blown by the wind
wind chills me here
chills the thoughts
to frozen memories
memories created in a time
never revisited
I think I’ll revisit
for a while.
A while ago
I felt your arms
your arms
holding me
hold me
hold me
tighter and tighter
‘til I burst
flames licking
our paper fire
consuming as we speed
over and up
up and over
rolling over
and I flash these pix
amid the flames
a seer I daresay
a seer
of those thoughts poisonous
poisoning my waking
hours when I should
be amid languid dreams
of     you 	me
hot 	sweat      heat
lust maybe
paper fire it may be
yet these flames
lick and lick
stoking my desires
igniting my heart
sending me down
a road I know 
so well
too well
taunting me
with a cycle
that rolls and rolls
never stopping
once to think twice.

Once think twice.

Once let the flames
not engulf
and slow down the speed
I’m rolling too fast
running too fast
racing my way
through the nightclubs
         hot clubs
         hot pants
         hot girls
swirling in my
imagination
palpitation
excitation
over what
may be only 
a		 paper fire.

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