Thursday, December 8, 2011

Wheel Song

The my town shootout topic this week is "wheels".





Wheel Song

Wheels take home so many things,
like steely glints and ragged dreams.
The axles turn in my soul,
I know they know where to go.
The darkness through the windows glare,
like ebon ghosts with silent stares.
I've shed so many skins on this ride
with each turn, I've cried, lied, died.
Wheels take home so many things,
like steely glints and ragged dreams.