How Far Poem by Colin Andersen

There's a bend
in the road ahead

cars and passersby
where move out of sight

I watch them go

at a time I feel like
I'm myself
fading away

it's nice
when they appear
suddenly out of nowhere

like the return
of a distant hope

cars of so many colors

humans

of so many colors
looking not very different
walking out of the bend

towards
somewhere in the end

or to move on like me
to see

how far you can move.