Cars Approaching


The lanes provide the illusion
        of choice while—really—the route

has already been decided.
        It’s more dangerous than flying

but less sensational—no clouds
        outside your window, no attendants

bearing soda crackers and wine.
        You will never feel the asphalt that

bears the weight of you onward—
        unless you pull over and do push-ups

on the shoulder. Rain is dangerous
        but revelatory: at night you seem to

be an icebreaker on a sea of lights.
        Arrival is never guaranteed but—

once it happens—feels inevitable.
        The other cars you pass along the way

have their stories, too, but you won’t
        hear them unless you tune in just right.

Cars Departing


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