Infiniti (Akin The Car)
Like a surfer to the landfall
……………….ludicrous fell for
Surfed from hasty reason
Giving me but treason
Nor the world could understand
Feelings I resent
In its round around manouver
Cover me with ashes’ poor
Nothingness relies inside
Deep on empty pride
Making sheltered hammock
Spit on you, you ego paddock!