A Year Behind the Wheel

travelling onwards
dawn breaks
in my rearview mirror

the sound of rain
silenced momentarily
beneath the bridge

falling leaves,
golden windmills
in my slipstream

rain, driving
against my driving

between the headlights,
forever driving towards
the point of snow

late for work,
the entire world
conspires against me

a flash of lightning,
the only sound?
from the car stereo

damp tarmac
a sluggish sea
of white vans

going home
hyutake pointing
the way

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