I sat and played connect the dots <br />etching out the map of life. <br />Where do I get on this trip? <br />Do I have enough fuel to go? <br /> <br />Highways of boredom circling. <br />citystreets full of testing. <br />Back alleys of lust and passion, <br />perhaps country roads of adventure. <br /> <br />I cant see any stop signs. <br />Do we just keep driving? <br />Oh theres one up ahead, <br />just barely out of vision. <br /> <br />Lets go the other way <br />and see what it brings<br /><br />Patrick Wescott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/road-trip-2005/
