enjoy.
I'm far enough into the tunnel that
I can't see the entrance or the exit.
The lights cross over and behind
the windshield and the dash.
Low hum.
Yellow, then blue, then amber.
My hands are on the wheel
Adjust air.
My hands are not on the wheel.
Adjust.
There's a cadillac to the side
older man, mouth open, thinking
Passes. hits brake too often
things going too fast for him
Passes. gives in too often
life moving by too fast
Can't get any sleep
The lights cross over and behind
the windshield and the dash.
Can't get any sleep.
Halfway through.
If I can just apply the brakes
I won't crash into the wall
Adjust.
cool! what form is it?
Posted by: hill at September 26, 2003 06:47 PMNone, just free verse.....
Okay, you got me, it's a Spenserian Wooket.
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