Gallery of Pain: lucky one more time by Andelko Zovko
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Andelko Zovko
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I awoke with the sun burning down on me
whiskey trails before my eyes the devil rattled my brain as I lifted the ......car seat back to upright from the open window, I saw the cars and trucks roar by I felt invisible on the side of the highway beside me, an open bottle of whiskey cassettes scattered all over the car still in drive the gas gauge on empty I used to drive for hours at night I knew all the backroads, the farm roads ......all around the city I'd cruise and drink the radio playing loud God knows how many clicks I put ......on the car not to mention the wear and tear from crashing into ditches and taking it off road I used to drive for hours just to kill something, to find something usually, almost killing myself in the process and finding nothing but there was nothing I'd rather do then booze-cruise so this is what happened I blacked out, ran out of gas and parked her safely on the shoulder I tried to start her, after a quick prayer she turned, rumbled and started and without waiting I hit the highway home lighting a cigarette riding on fumes feeling my luck slowly running out. |
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