Taken For Granite

This is interesting We are bombarded by constant stimulation Some internal Most external The processing center is in over-drive I like driving because it's one of only situations where People completely ice each other out of existence This weird amalgamation of people sitting at a stop light And nobody wants to acknowledge anybody else Our little constructs of metal and rubber Keep us just a bit more isolated (protected) Turn up the stereo Call that long lost friend Watch **** on the dash mounted flat screen Eat a fruit salad from a slider cup Pluck your eybrows Take a healthy swig from the liter of glacier water Just don't look to either side Or at a 45* angle Nor straight into someone's rearview Because if eye contact is accidentally accomplished Some kind of psychic melt-down might occur I've watched people staring straight ahead without moving For minutes at a time I get mesmerized just observing how still they are The stone people Then I'll spot an inkling of a head shift Once traffic has resumed its peristalsis Damn Thought I was witnessing some type of carved rock effigy Moving and driving Among us