Highway 119
The drive From my place to yours
Affords me the perfect amount of time
to wonder
Winding through countryside
Windows down
Across farmland
No radio
In those fifteen minutes I have all the time in the world
And could drive forever
I light a cigarette
Which you still don't know I do
And I am lost in thought and breeze
Ten miles of silence
I could stretch it forever with you
Driving back to my apartment
My hand on your knee
The horses roll by
And I never want to arrive
This is a stream of consciousness piece.
