Find Me...

As I drive, the streetlights move faster past me. I understand that my life has moved in the same way. I realize that slow may be my savior.

It's like life is passing me on a freeway that is empty of all the cars that it desires.

Stuck on the side of a freeway that won't allow movement.

As the hot cop pulls me over, I know that the wreck on the side of the road is sad, but I move on to just be.

I got here from the place of reciting.

I'm only me.

I feel like I'm only self-licking, just me by myself...

Sad and lonely...

The one that has disappeared from life.

I'm lost, to never be found...

F i n d m e...