Images In The Rear View Mirror Poem by Kyle Schlicher

driving thru
the white lined night,

stars shining overhead.

an entire universe
existing
and
me
with nowhere to go.


wheels turning,
cd playing
our favorite song.

over
and
over

it plays from one town
to
the
next.

headlights reflecting off
highway signs,

food, gas and lodging next exit

where

countless souls

have
ventured
looking
for
something

that was not there.

eight more miles
until
the next exit

where
the
same old story

plays out

in a dingy
rundown
motel
room

complete
with cable tv.

(9-15-2015)