Invisible Cars
When walking to work
I daydream of being run down by invisible cars
I think this is because
I never see it coming
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- M W
- I write, or at least I try to. These are the things that I write, they form the pages of my confessional. Four our fathers. Five hail Mary's. All content (c) Matt Wilding