Day 28

Challenge: Start with ”You can drive all night”

Wherever you go, there you are

You can drive all night, through 
black country roads, blaring Boston, 
more than a feeling, or Kansas —

dust in the wind, baby! all we are is —

blank fields flanking you, 
daring suicidal deer to leap
into your lonely light, 

pedal to the metal, bat out of

hell, grim jawed, grip fisted, 
aimed like an arrow
at the western edge of 

everything you already know —

but when the sun rises
you’ll find yourself back 
where you started, trapped

in the same old funky container.