don’t burn bridges (if someone’s on it)
tires like screaming banshees
windshield collecting debris
lives stagnant on the side
flourishing bloody pride
don’t burn the bridges
especially if someone’s on it
eyes pass over crinkled page
dryness splattered in rage
months passed like years
gone an emblem of my fears
don’t burn the bridges
especially if someone’s on it
listen to the air
breath in the dusk
watch the turning of the earth
