Ribbons Ii
Here I sit...
Behind steering wheel.
My back is numb
My head reels.
Cars pass me left and right
Ribbons of crimson taillights
Leave traces behind my eye
Deep in my mind.
Speeding headlong into the deep
Blue indigo night.
I clench the wheel with white fingers...
Close at hand...
In mind like cob webs in dark tombs.
Cars shoot by as if hell's at their heels.
Way can I not go faster?
A way from my memories in clouded Rooms,
Racing into the receding horizon.
Where tomorrow's rest.
Not caring...
Not daring...
To look behind
Fearing what I might Find
Feeling the ribbons that bind…
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