Street lamps flicker off, at first hint of the sun
anger stirs, the world's a mess, on Highway 101.
Looks of malice, words unkind
hurtful gestures in my direction.
Four shots of coffee in the car; that's not enough
I want more, I need more.
-jeremy m. long, excerpt.
Sooo. I REALLY like this. Any way I could read this in its entirety? The excerpt its so great, I'm wanting more. Just like you want more coffee!!!
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