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• Artiste: Jacob Smigel
• Titre: Driving
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after driving many hours reflective dots on the road looked like candies stuck in rows to wax paper and i ate a few to find they'd been dipped in somebody's acid and i couldn't uncross the things my mind said it saw with my eyes and i couldn't say a word though i feared for our lives what a cruel trick to play, what a cruel thing to do to a stranger once the sun came up and i saw what was what the heavy horizon lay before me it flattened out my eyes no pitch black cut by spotlight to show me blurry lines in sunlight i marvelled i could have taken both our lives what a cruel trick to play, what a cruel thing to do to a stranger what a cruel trick to play, what a cruel thing to do to a traveller