scents of rubber oil
mingle with my blood
along the scared road
asphalt grasps at me
Leather smothers and protects
boots stomp and fight
gloves grab and save
jeans scrape and slide
White Dodge from nowhere
Turning left for Iron
Chrome twisted bent scratched
Flashing lights and pain
Questions always being asked
displacement fogs my tounge
blue clothes with braceletes
blamed for being innocent
