Highway Poem by Ben Bergeth

I'm stepping on your toes
getting to my bus stop
never to see you again
but I'd care less

I know my time is today
today is made for something great
above you
and above your lesser

Focus is on my feet
each step hitting the ground
where I need to go
what I need to do

And behind my back
are all that I have passed
a glance given
to no one

My feet constrict me
to one direction
my self constricts me
to one person