Last ride (Blogophilia 44.15)

 

I won't be told
Where I can go
And
Can not go.

 Tail lights
Shimmer the horizon
Breath grows short
Sightlines dim
As I approach the gate

Sign points to parking left

It is the last ride. 





Comments

  1. Excellent piece! One can only hope that we will not be stuck in traffic on the way to our final destination! KUDOS Earthling Sir!

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