Red Cadillacs

November 11, 1999


I think my friend is dying today from a self-induced heart attack. He gave away his sanity to build it up again. He gave away his poverty to build it up again.

I remember my days of high school nights singing my breath away steering the wheel with my right hand man driving ourselves out of sight.

I was found on the floor with my veins cut deep crying myself to sleep dreaming of dreams that have since been forgotten along with my friend I shall weep.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist