I am driving down this road
but I cannot remember why.
There must be some reason
for all this movement.
Where is everybody going?
Should I just follow the others?
I must remember to stop
at red lights. Why are these
street signs so small? Is that
why people are walking around
so they can read those signs?
How can anybody get anywhere
when every sign is blurred and
there is so much noise. How
can anybody think? Too much
noise, too many signs all so small.
Thirsty tired … can I just stop now?
I must find a quiet place and drink
some water. They sell water now.
It is not right but don’t say anything.
Two bucks for a bottle of water.
That would have been a morning’s pay.
Remembering the past is no good.
Living now is no good either.
All the threads are scattered.
I will stop soon and not be lost.
Joan McNerney is the recipient of three scholarships. She has read her work at the National Arts Club Gramercy Park, State University of New York at Oneonta, University of Texas in Houston and The Mc Nay Art Institute in San Antonio, Texas. Her poetry has been included in over two hundred print literary magazines, journals and anthologies. The internet has provided an even wider platform for her work and she has four Best of the Net nominations. Her latest title, The Muse In Miniature, is available on Amazon.
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