Psychic by KE<\/p><\/div>\n
Springing air thick
\nw\/ poetrees green cum=
\na tear welled yest wishing
\nbachs b-day==
\nMonday more===
\nEven the cabbies
\nLimn scabies
\n& drive th itch<\/p>\n
~ Lang<\/p>\n
BEE-LINE<\/strong><\/p>\n
it isn’t the journey after all;
\nit really is the destination<\/p>\n
heart the odometer
\nticking off the miles<\/p>\n
each revolution of rubber
\nagainst hard surfaces<\/p>\n
making my fires hotter
\nmaking them smoke, baby<\/p>\n
you are my exit sign
\nthis is where I get off<\/p>\n
~ Borsenik<\/p>\n