Riding shotgun
in the span of seconds
we pass insurance ads,
company logos,
and beer billboards,
reading,
act natural, serve flow, live fearless.
I think maybe in this instance
everything I see may be tugging my thoughts around
just for me.
Or at least
some kind of sentence
that exists
in the space between moments
and myself.
It may not be true
but *******
who cares
it feels so right
to be intimate
with the entire world.