Driving Ms. Crazy

Push-push-push

the words away-

Not Now, I'm driving-

Go Away, I say

to some voice who speaks 

whenever cotton choosing

time it strikes, 

fancy that

despite the 

distraction and cost,

I lose

my place

I will remember that 

later

I think

and try to trace

that thought I thought

I knew-flew

out the cracked window 

and is stuck back in traffic...

A bump in the grind

passed over like a pothole

or just a poorly patched-

over up poem. 

Image from 1902 publication, 'Motors and Motor-driving' by Alfred Charles William Harmsworth.