life(t)=k.strangers.dreams.speed


Signals, wrecked bungalows and neon trees

Blazing past in a swiftness so brutal

Existence till now, was never so fatal

Rules, time, gravity, pain- all shattered

In the glory of the moment

For as long as the fire burns

Over the asphalt grey.

River of light around flows and flows

Not a sound you hear

Like immersed in the waters black

Its not the milky way you knew

Not the same bull or hunter

in the parallel sands of time

frozen people passing by

in the ecstasy of speed and thrill

the turning wheel turns into

a golden clock

 may be the life was too fast indeed