Traction
When I’m driving or the lights go out
keeping pace with the dark I overthink;
Second winds of second guessing mount;
I can’t get my mind and calm to sync
so the two can exist in tandem;
Any rejuvenation’s squashed in a blink;
Make shift thoughts collide at random
detonating quiet with a chain reaction;
Here then gone I can’t control them;
Breathing in I move forward a fraction,
slowly but surely I start to gain traction.
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