A Chase

And I run the road, alive
To find this guy, time
Who also ran the road tonight
Checking the doors and flinging the fives
From a nine eleven look alike
Called delivery night
At the beautiful barbie lite bodies that
Trickle out in the cool not quite
Winter’s tease show breeze
Kind of like the one you’d see
Breaking the will of two lover’s entwined
Or leaning left a right leaning political sign
And knew, nay know, or intuit I do
To find this guy, time
I aloud or alone must deny the breeze
And deny the me’s and mine’s
And lights and signs
That crowd, aloud or alone, this road tonight
And running water mind primed
I deep end only dive into
My favorite type of movie type storyline
Of a kind which only I can deny

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