“Riding High”~Maxwanette A Poetess

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(Picture derived from Bing)

Riding High

I stood,

on the hood,

Of the car, as it drove through hell.

 

Viewing the snapshots,

Of existence.

I blazed on.

 

Forgiving others & self,

For the glitches,

That short-circuited our actions.

 

Flowing to the humming,

That’s in sync, with the binaural rhythm,

Of my heartbeat…

“I’M ALIVE!”

By~Maxwanette A Poetess

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