Moving Violations

We look for an off-ramp,? into or out of something.? Without wheels? we drive through our own chaos? searching for other searchers.? We guide each other? over self-made ditches,? If one falls we all fall,? a heap of bodies becomes? a tangle of nowhere.? Entrances and exits? look the same,? nevertheless, off-ramps? lead to choices.? Here the road has lost it's way? minds gridlocked and stalling.? Left and right, North or South? we're rewriting old maps? looking for where? X marks our position? on a focus long out of focus.