Hitchhiking

The road signs pass my eyes as a blur

each having their own promises

quickly fading as they vanish.

 

Ever seeing that detail

while on that shuttle

made from somebody else’s lips,

travels taken where they are driving,

always accepting passengers

on their way to places

they swear are their destiny.

 

Only were never reach any location

in anyway amazing,

just another mirage they created

with their words and promises.

 

I’m learning to hitchhike with so many minds

makes for a nice detour,

even if we seldom reach some destination

resembling the one they explained.

 

There was a time I thought

you could find realty if you search long enough,

but it just became rest stops

we never actually reached.

 

So now I’m taking my time to enjoy the ride

watching the scenery and appreciating the sights,

knowing they’ll change in a heartbeat,

which is the only fact

that I’ve come to see as concrete

as I cruise to nowhere special

some claim is a toll road to certainty.