that is where we were heading
you insist on driving
me with eyes closed
riding shotgun
thinking we would get there
anywhere, eventually
but I was wrong
an abrupt stop
dislodging me from my focus
shaking it up
doors opened
we got out
one of us
decided to walk
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
you insist on driving
me with eyes closed
riding shotgun
thinking we would get there
anywhere, eventually
but I was wrong
an abrupt stop
dislodging me from my focus
shaking it up
doors opened
we got out
one of us
decided to walk
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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