Comfortably seated on warmed leather seats
And
Traveling a stretch of highway
My eyes veer up and glance
The rearview mirror
At first I note the
Absence
Of cars and then I then I note the
Distance
Which has been traveled
All while looking at
The rearview mirror
Speeding past those who walk along the side of the
Stretch
Their backward stares appear and
Disappear
Their ghostly faces
Haunt
The rearview mirror
Returning my eyes to that which
Lies before me
I can see that my journey is almost complete
As the leather seats turn
Cold
I ask myself...
How long have I been driving looking through
The rearview mirror ~ Arachne ~ Penned on August 28, 2013 @ 9:25 a.m.
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