Fast Car: a poem

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BY RACHELL PAK
Staff Writer

Outside of this bubble,

It has always been on my mind,

The grass doesn’t have to be greener,

Just beyond the other side.

 

I want a fast car,

Or a ticket for a fast train,

Or a bent thumb for a fast truck,

That would take me shine or rain.

 

I won’t watch another screen,

Unless it’s a window,

Of a blurring landscape,

Taking me where the wind blows.

 

I want a fast car,

Or a ticket for a fast train,

Or a bent thumb for a fast truck,

That would take me shine or rain,

 

But here I am waiting,

In an empty parking lot,

Where there are no exits where I could leave,

Or so I had thought.

I found another way,

I took an introspective journey,

Where I went wherever I wanted,

And it all happened in a dream.

 

I don’t want a fast car,

Or a ticket for a fast train,

Or a bent thumb for a fast truck,

All I need is my brain.

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