We shifted speeds on the overpass and spiraled forward into the future.

But I mean, where else would you go?

The byways turned into highways that turned into skyways,
and I fell out of the car every time Id blink.

Open swiftly and the terminal second was subliminal past,
lives Id never known yet felt so full of.

In the car I was whole
human
and heart beats and
didnt need anything
but the wind in the
window
and the lights past
buildings in a
blur.

Somewhere else I was traversing through fate,
guiding lights towards Atlas that he may drop his burden and see.

-P.S.