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
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