Through avenues
And boulevards
My toll road
Has had
All the forks
I could handle
Crossroads plenty
Sometimes off-road
Sometimes freeways
Dead ends more
Than expected,
But I'm still driving
Dreams my gas
And love my map,
Never lost
Because
I'm always in the middle
Of everywhere and nowhere,
Interstates and highways
In my veins
Smoking and drinking
The only tuneup
To grease the gears
In my head,
Always grinding
And slipping
But never missing
A mile,
As my odometer
Just keeps turning
Each day another
Street I get lost in...
APAD13 - 059 © okpoet
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 3:37 PM UTC
Through avenues
And boulevards
My toll road
Has had
All the forks
I could handle
Crossroads plenty
Sometimes off-road
Sometimes freeways
Dead ends more
Than expected,
But I'm still driving
Dreams my gas
And love my map,
Never lost
Because
I'm always in the middle
Of everywhere and nowhere,
Interstates and highways
In my veins
Smoking and drinking
The only tuneup
To grease the gears
In my head,
Always grinding
And slipping
But never missing
A mile,
As my odometer
Just keeps turning
Each day another
Street I get lost in...
APAD13 - 059 © okpoet
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