Drive

Morning comes
I'm in my car
Haven't driven
All that far
But know I don't want to
Sleep reasonless again.
Pull off the road
Into a field
Furrows cut
Have not yet healed
And comparison
Has not been lost on me.
This could help me

Find humanity.

Steering wheel is staring.
Daring.
But I park
Unsure of where to go-
And getting there
Should be just the start.
So we will sit here a while

Me, in my car, in my heart