I sometimes forget

that I am driving

~

retreated

away from my eyes

sitting in a corner

thinking

~

and then I wake

start the car

and go to work

If you try to look

with curious eyes

from a slanted

vantage point

~

you will no longer know

what you saw before

~

but what do you see?

Sometimes

I have to turn around

and around

and around

to get inside

of you

~

other times

it hits me

and I am in

Looking back

into a mirror

~

remembering

that memories

appear sometimes

bigger

~

and feel closer

than they are

Have you ever had a switch

that when you switch it

nothing happens

~

so you press it again

and again

and again

as if the switch

is the cause

of your failed

expectation

It is strange

I have more warning lights

and gauges

then buttons to push

or switches to turn

I am dizzy

walking to the road

in the distance and mist

~

finally

I am walking it

into the mist and distance

~

now

I am no longer dizzy

just hungry

The small streets

in my mind

that are connecting

my thoughts

~

are in real life

the ways

I like to travel

I see something interesting

behind those dark windows

~

I can’t see inside

only the part

that faces me

~

and that is white

like a blank piece of paper