Mileage
b'Driving. \\n\\nThinking of the lumps I cannot swallow.\\n\\nThe sun covets one half of my faith. \\n\\nI\'m a complication; it\'s simple. \\n\\nYou couldn\'t get me to sleep if you killed me. \\n\\nI\'m one red eye away from enlightenment. \\n\\nPlease don\'t take the sun from my room.\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'