Driving daily on the roads,

Avoiding all sorts of animals & toads,

People too out in traffic, don’t know the code,

This for me of change does automatically bode…

An omen does of me grind to a halt,

My thoughts of the future, the presence of gestalt,

Passed beyond and through my mind, not of my fault,

Though change is a constant, I lose my way by default…

My mind does seem quite altogether awry,

Twisted and turned beyond all recognition,

Am I too far gone beyond that which I know,

Or should I just knuckle under and go with the flow…?

© ed ~ 3/15/07