RUNNING

Right at night they came by main drag ways, we were going sixty, we had untossed plans

Under night, flat fright weighed sane, live frames were unlagged and unafraid, their speed emerged and did load wings with lift leads, speedglad was Moth Man

No one quite like them could match the speed of v4s

No one quite like their wend could hatch the seeds of bees galore

Inside that year then it was that structure going down

Nearby pinned time then cashed clear bends, the blitz rushed as sacked, the rupture's flowing was found

Grim signs then dashed, the peered pens had the split, unhushed hats clustered the knowing of the town

- Avalon Dakota

- 10-9-26

- 12:02 PM

- RUNNING