Fortune and Despair

the hum of the engine

hapless soundtrack of the unfamiliar

at every turn a new decision

–

sitting in the cabin

no passengers at my side

whilst huge

barreling

mechanical behemoths

pass with thunderous aplomb

–

so proud

so steadfast and sure

speeding down the pitted mat

surpassing me at every turn

–

dizzying barrage of traffic lights

street signs

and rest stops

crossroads yielding fortune and despair

unmarked and uncertain

–

wreckage confettid in gore

of others who lost sight

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