Saturday, March 01, 2008

Capacity

I left behind the slate expanse
impaled by pillars of steel
to make an epic exodus
beyond the dirty deal
in search of something real.

Once past the pressing, stagnant air
conveyance altered my view;
along the thrumming thoroughfare
I watched a wreck or two
no blinker could undo.

It doesn’t take a lot of drive
to head where nowhere goes
and steering clear won’t satisfy
as need for baggage grows
before my exit shows.

6 comments:

noahthegreat said...

I love the rhythm in this piece.

Gerald Galindez said...

you said it!

paisley said...

why do we do this to ourselves??? this has many meanings i am sure... but it really hit home for me in the last stanza....

rch said...

Hey Noah, thanks :)

likewise Gerald ;)

Hi Paisley, I'm not sure, but thanks.

Dan said...

Good stuff as always Bob. Especially like the lines "It doesn’t take a lot of drive
to head where nowhere goes"

rch said...

Hey Dan, thanks bro!