The Drive

Road is how

I’d describe

my frame

of mind...

All of life

would Not 

pass me by!

I have...

the dotted-

yellow line,

a spine, and 

chain enough to

shift gears upon

I am driving...

I am driven...

I am far....

from guilt-ridden

...far from any

limit...

I’ve no need

of license...

to be this open,

no toll is ready

to collect

my token 

Snake, and coil,

could not roll...

across my heat

until I cool

the street

in hot pursuit...

and swerve into

my own detour

I am driving...

I am driven...

I am far....

from guilt-ridden

...far from

walking-on

Over-drive

is not my 

style... the

cruise-control

for empty

souls is not 

worth a foot

of gravel

I am speeding

through the 

red lights

of the past

on a bi-way

carved by

Civilization’s

ax...

I am driving...

I am driven...

I am far....

from guilt-ridden

...far from

cow towed

I am driving...

I am driven...

I am far....

from guilt-ridden