Orange lines
interrupted
by gray road
charge forth
falling under
my crimson car
as I drive on.

Rusted metal parts
change color
then flake off.

The struts shudder
as they bounce over
decent sized bumps.

Like an old man
the grassland
changes color
from vibrant
to dry and dying.

Still I keep driving,
keep trying
to get to the same place
that I went to
yesterday
at the same pace.