Traffic washes around you

rain drops pelt your windshield

the radio man chatters

as you shift into next gear

checking your rearview mirror

and gunning the gas for the opening

Take life from here

one car at a time

down dark tunnels

across windy bridges

through gas-dry deserts

and into dead valleys

where you lie

in a soft bed

staring at blank walls

waiting for the endless sky

to unfold.

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