computer screen glimpses of route 66 …

Drawing based on photo by Sukuru

Drawing based on photo by Sukuru

dreams are
so easily
woven into
desperation
what
was thought
to be
love
becomes
hate
what was
hate
becomes
emptiness
shadows
of fears
become
the white lines
that
guide us
along the highways
we travel
to
the next
scenic point
in our lives
the only
rest stops
are the
occasional
delusions
that occupy
our thoughts
as we
stare out
from
corporate cubicles
into
hallways
lined with
unkept promises
which are
provided
at
our
soul’s
expense

daily routine…

multi-colored hearses
transport
bodies
mummified
in corporate mortuaries
along
well-worn paths
to fool’s gold
moving
the breathing corpses
from one
dimly lit
platform
to
another
while
tearless mourners
gather
along
the funeral’s
procession route
a route
to
unremarkable
graves
in the suburbs