Article voiceover
This morning’s version of the sunrise Is a jackknifed semi in the fog. Time slows down, the driver eyes This morning’s version of the sunrise, Invisible ice, a sheet of lies, An entry scribbled in the log: “This morning’s version of the sunrise Is a jackknifed semi in the fog.”
Like an elemental crashed or some mythical beast staring at whoever dares approach.
Like it for many reasons including an inspiration for a new lyric.
Thanks.