at the wheel
is when i feel most real
just learned to drive
and operate life

oh, the promises
broken and begun
loved lived lied

my lined palm
reads like a troubled map
wrinkled like time
ticking like this heart
broken like dreams
full of life, yet unlived

oh, the destination
still unknown
terrifyingly new
yet to be seen
loved lived and tried

vast expanses of open road
stretch before and behind
tenuous itinerary
in the rough grayness between
we aren't going in circles at least

professional pedestrian,
no more
am i