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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I stare at the stark darkness ahead, My hands squeeze the steering wheel While a simple trepidation musters its way to my heart The road is long, my headlights keeping shadows in check I see the smooth path, intrigued by its uniform contentment My tires and many tires before have moseyed yonder upon it In the dark and light alike, with perspectives all their own, Had they once thought, in the dusk or in the sun, How much more will this road tolerate? How much harder will the sun beat upon it, And will the chilled darkness one night crumble it to nothingness? There is no answer of course, For they are silly inquiries, dimming campfire talks And really, questions stem from a lonely mind blabbering alone… The road moves unobtrusively, Or am I moving? Pressing this car with privilege to play its role, Bravely contacted with the cold Running steadily Through the friction of the tires This road, it will crack someday, in all the usual places Dulling, eroding, becoming near-natural Just to be made new and safe again Ready for man and roadkill… I will ask one more time for solitude’s sake, Why is it so perpetually smooth? I expected a bumpy night in this desolate stretch But we should not have the ability to expect what disturbs us… I am reminded that roads do not mean to satisfy little wonderments Can care less for these zooming contrivances That we sit in comfortably, turning on the radio to drown out the mutability Tonight I bask in it, and though I am not fully lost in the night, The road and this car keep me feeling secure, Even when surrounded by wilderness It occurs to me a lot— How can one feel so human? In the comfort of a car, we escape the darkness of the wild Only barely, And the road behind me, Well it is abandoned, forgotten for a while Till more wheels spin across its surface some other day It is so smooth, Barren and ordinary Not existing to dream its own existence But it is gracefully real, and getting realer As I continue to gaze through the glass
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