On The Road… Sorry Jack Poem by Jim Milks

On The Road… Sorry Jack



Thousands of tiny oases floating past
On a endless river of black
“Was that my exit I just passed? ”
All of us heading somewhere
And nowhere at the same time
Blank faces staring ahead
Onward to a future that they dread
Choking on the fumes of those that have gone before
Our ears ringing with the thunderous roar

© JPM 11/6/08

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