my obsession with metaphysics

What we're like how many some odd miles away from one another?
there's something imaginatively cinematic about you're car ride
through all the lights
you're simple hair the foreground to this new kingdom
other wordly
void of all the familiar lows
the atmosphere looks amazing
your eyes focused straight ahead
She invited me on this ride
how privelaged am i
merely an accessory
she didn't have to include me
all the treasures she was newly obsorbing
and she held to me, for an extra smile. like a special circumstance
it changed
ups and downs
jealousy i've been entagled in by a world; a society
it's hard to pick through it all

the deacons in Philadeplhpia would be proud
this needle resting upon their bible
yellow light cast across
an deformed shadow and a full body with not an ounce of life
but the blood keeps pumpinp