Rapid Speeds

The world was moving at rapid speeds
I sat along the edge of the seat
Far behind the driver’s seat.
My chin rested on my fist
As I looked out onto the dreary city.
With rain pacing down
Roads in the sky to reach ground.
And splash on concrete.

My eyes are the windows, wet with drops
Of clear liquid.
These interstates and countless cars
Enhancing the tranquility I need in
This car.
And I know the world was moving at
Rapid speeds
As everyone and everything
Was nothing but a blur.