Driving in circles
Get on and get off
A twelve hour route
Through the city of dust
Where passengers wait
For the ride to tomorrow
Beneath ashen hoods
Faces hidden in shadow
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Driving in circles
Get on and get off
A twelve hour route
Through the city of dust
Where passengers wait
For the ride to tomorrow
Beneath ashen hoods
Faces hidden in shadow