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Drive
Came here by car,
Not sure where here is.
But,
Arrived here, by car.
Traveled, so far,
To be here now.
But still,
Don't know where here is.
Rode in the fast lane, past,
Concrete avenues all lined
With suburban memorabilia
Seen the sunrise cross the asphalt
Trundled down country lanes, cattle tamed
Across war torn highways
Miles stretch out, as
The highway passes by
Feel I've been chasing
Down shadows,
Across endless plains
Have seen the broken hearts,
Through cracked windscreens.
Watched teardrops spatter,
Cross a dusty windshield
As a rainbow glistens
In the corner of my eye.
There's a reason these expressways,
Reach towards the horizon.
Have traveled here,
Came by car,
But
Don't know where
Here is.
Came here, by car.
Yet not sure where,
Here is.
© 2012
poem
by
Nick Strong
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