Sunday, January 13, 2019

ON THE ROAD
       mwk

Flying down the highway,
Rain splattering down on my windshield,
Wipers wiping to the beat of the polyrythmic music
Filling the acoustically perfect minivan.
The heater doesn't work
But the seat warmers do
So mine is on.

Soaring down the highway,
Dancing to all of it.
My fingers are cold,
But my heart is warm,
My smile is warm,
And my seat is warm.

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