Driving

Illustration for the poem "Driving" by Robert Lutz

I don’t drive myself
I still spend a lot of time
on the road being
driven by others

“Others” is a loose term
losing is too
narrow a view
there are other turns too

Turning to and from
points and place marks
marking departure
pressing arrival. Now

To drive or not to drive
the point home
begs the question
whether there’s a question

Asking too much
anticipated strangers passing
through and judgment
coming when the lights are late

Being on time
in timely matters
much too little
or much to matter

Pavement flying by
bus bye here I come
going again
gone a ways away

Always away never
here and now I must
make the turn or
head on straight on

On too far too long
longing too much
to belong, “Don’t be
long!” they say

I say stay far
closer, “Belong!” you say
but I hear you no longer
tail lights long gone

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