Paradelle for Utah
The stars turn always above me
The stars turn always above me
They're brighter in Utah
They're brighter in Utah
Always brighter, they're me.
In Utah, turn above in the stars.
Your speakers stutter on the bass
Your speakers stutter on the bass
We all drive better through the desert
We all drive better through the desert
Drive your speakers better on the desert,
we all stutter through the bass
My hands shake in the frost
My hands shake in the frost
I breathe in miles of air
I breathe in miles of air
Frost breathe, my hands in miles
Shake I of the air
The bass brighter drive speakers in the desert
Through miles of frost, the air of shakes
Hands, they're stars! stutter above me
Utah the I.
I'd just come back from Utah before writing this poem, and I felt that the paradelle would capture the experience pretty well.
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