Considering (Poems and Music)

my microphone has a past.
I got a number on me.

I have my mother's blood.
I drive 300 miles at 800 miles per hour.
with a sullen voice.

it's been educational watching you run.

I don't know how you see out of your windows.
it's okay.
I am an ugly casanova.

stomachs and ships.

I know a man.
who sings the blues.