Driving No Where (2009)
Wish I could spend out my life
A passenger in your car
Out running the politics that falls
between the blur of the trees
Sleeping every night to the rhythms
Of roads passing upon maps
Comforted by your sturdy hands
Placed safely at the wheel
Copyright © Naomi Jenkins | Year Posted 2009
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