ROAD - TRIPS

the open road
straight white lines
yellow dashes
big green signs

map in hand
bathroom breaks
drive-thru window
chocolate shakes

music blaring
wind blown hair
waving strangers
pass with care

bug stained windows
popping pills
out of service
no calls here

license plates
from all the states
thirsty mirages
ghost town houses

hundreds of miles
hours and days
driving in circles
running away

-wigglewurm

the abstract now i clearly see
the substance of fluff in front of me

trying to discern the unknowable
attempting the impossible

training the unteachable
grasping the unreachable

living without omniscience
is best done with patience

living in unaltered state
knowing i can only wait

carried by the hand of GOD
even when i am a fraud

watching others search for happiness
wondering why they only guess

wishing to give directions
knowing they won't be followed
while grief grows like infections
the waters muddied by little clouds

mistakes are mine to make
your life is yours to fake

when we have no answers
we think you do not either

previous - next