Sideswept
windswept
The words pass me by
Hair covers my eyes and
falls into my mouth.
Speeding cars
Tails of light and blur
red and bright
clashing
clanging
A sound that's too far away
and too close for comfort.
My elbows rest on the rubber edge
crossing
bending
as I peer
Searching past the motors and mouths( which in all probabilty,are the same.)
The rear view mirror catches everything and
nothing
A nothingness that falls like glass and feels like falling.
A strange sense of being the Lady of Shallot,cast upon the river of traffic.
"Dare i disturb the Universe?" - T.S Eliot. From Here to There, perhaps into Nowhere. My words sunk inside the ink bottle of my world.
2 comments:
i see u at an intersection, probably balancing on a median, while the metal machines fly by
Car rides can be like that.
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