in my glove compartment
i keep things in mind
i feel i might need at times
important in my life

as i travel
from over here to over there
hoping against hope to get somewhere
with this grinding of the gears

randomly out of order
my life i propose
a long time ago
along life's bumpy road

every now and then
i struggle in the cleaning out
what that's all about
removing of all doubt

in my glove compartment
where all this comes to mind
no telling what i'll find
collected over time