escaped Suburbia
escaped what's to be
expected because someone else says so
escaped moonless nights
& cold city streets
escaped hometown ideals too close
for comfort can't stray
too far from the designated lines of
past generations
past books &
past what's supposed to be..
just leave me on the road
on the highway w/ its
familiar/comforting yellow
intermittent lines
a light from miles away
& I recognize
& am flooded w/ so many lost moments
& so many found eyes
"..I've changed by not changing at all.."
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