The Windows Are Down

Poem By P.F. Fasulo

I surrender my thoughts
To the sounds of the engine
The air I'm moving through
And friction; tires gripping turns
They're all interim filler for what's next to me

Moving far too fast
Velocity is a calming sedative
Bending the universe by shifting gears
Father time turns away his wary eye

With each apex and depression
Each bend; each straight
Peace and aggression become the same
As desire and need have been for some time

Not a street light for miles past
All is well
Not a soul at this hour
Just you and I

The not yet visible sun
Sends faint blue into the eastern skyline
With glassy ocean to my left
And fleeting darkness at my back

I slow down
A minute again filled with sixty strife seconds
Thoughts race back to my brain
But desire and need stay the same

Inside my head you are a passenger
The seat beside me is empty

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