The
Broken Yellow Line
No longer
content
to stay on
the right side of the road.
overrode the
voice of reason.
became my
opportunity to pass
and ride in
the fast lane.
as my engine
roared to life.
Doubt and
Guilt.
Backseat
drivers to be sure.
and the
broken line became solid again.
Forced back
into the safe lane,
I continued
my journey there in silence.
No comments:
Post a Comment