Back to the future and I feel like driving
No I feel like drawing
Me
Driving
Smoke whirling around my head and soo cold
Like temperature
“Um... pilot to co-pilot
We have a problem here, we’ve lost the Twan to Ice-man and he is cool”
“No them ain’t airplanes Sir
Them eyelashes, upside down
They look like they are trying to weave themselves together
But I just so happen to be uncannily good at untying stitches”
Because if I don’t get to put me back together, no-one does.