U Hauls and Rest Stops

There is a constant dream i have
most would consider a nightmare
the u haul flips almost into the Carolinas
near a horrid billboard for cheap cigarettes and fireworks
the radio keeps playing
im quite content in this flipped over truck with the smell of gasoline and dirt
cars spied speeding by in the corner of my little eye
dying on the side of this road with the everything i have traveled away from
this im fine with except
i cant’ hear
what song is on the radio

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