road waits.

i wake, i go to work, i eat and fall asleep.

I wake, i go to work.

road waits.

the door is closed, i do not look at it.

road waits.

in the night i wake, light and shadow from the street below

flash across the room.

road waits.

morning comes, i hear the road, i don’t listen.

road waits.

my father calls me at work. he wants to see me.

road waits.

you’re going to stay this time, he says. aren’t you.

road waits