final destination

assumptions made
plans set
though no one
told you

the day arrives
car all packed
you ride off
not knowing
where you’re going

the road stretches on
for years

stopping occasionally
in one town or the other

you sometimes wonder
how you will know
when you’ve arrived

(D. James)

distances

counting
the hours
between
here and there

more than
time
and greater
than mere
geography

wondering
how long
how far

before it all
comes together

(D. James)

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