car/molasses blood
As it is done now
As it is clear now
As I can't run now
Because there was nothing left to run from
I was not running the whole time
Because to be running
you need to be moving
all i was doing was being stuck
molasses blood is thick
it's cold out too
and my veins are starting to freeze
maybe I should drink boiling water to help me out
or maybe just to make sure I could still feel
just realize at this point in the poem you are solemn
but you will move on once your blood warms
realize you are the engine
of an abandoned parking lot car
at least months left unsparked dead winter
it takes more than turning the key to work