405 Fwy Poem by Kevin Mireles

405 Fwy

Palm to Palm, pray your
frantic mind escapes the
-HonK! hONk! HONK! -
traffic jam honky tonk.

Toes scoff on pedals,
imagine toes mingling
in far-off meadows,
And diamond beaches.

Where there are
no breaches
of calm tranquility,
No potted asphalt.
No speed bumps
on daydreams.

Just a steady flow
of imagination.
So eyes close,
let go the wheel,
and cruise.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A miniature vacation for the mind. An escape hatch from the everyday frustrations of urban life, particularly the relentless aural assault of traffic
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Kevin Mireles

Kevin Mireles

Long Beach, CA
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