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a police cruiser
down the highway
lights on
to leave me alone
cover me in rags
it felt that way
when lost

sirens in her blood
red and blues
arcing up her thin arms
we covered her in rags
cause that’s the way it felt

being left on the side
interstate
highway
exchange
tollbooth

sympathy in asphalt
hurtle hurtle
always in a hurry

didn’t want to leave
so cover us in rags
leave us warm

great phantom in our bones
what do you say
how did the night turn out so
hot
when everything went dark

hurtle hurtle

down the freeway