Bluetooth Whispers

meditating every curve
every braking, every swerve
passing, merging, slowing down
meditating to the sound

of music playing, mp3s
bluetooth whispers made to please
rolling tires, air rushing by
meditating, this is why

driving in the afternoon
shifting gears while in a womb
a metal bubble made with glass
on a highway moving fast

synchronizing with the flow
going somewhere that I know
is in the motion in between
where I go and where I've been

passing, merging slowing down
meditating as I drown
in a tide of thinking thoughts
rising, falling, ones and noughts

of music playing, mp3s
bluetooth whispers aimed to ease
meditating with the sound
on this highway where I'm found...