Interstate

inhale
melancholy lyrics dance off her lips amidst exhale
raindrops acquaint her pale skin.
old friends. picking up where they left off
cap atop her crown.
shoulders hibernate in flannel
I'm home, she thinks.
my state of mind.
my home state.

speakers blown.
hair blown
mind blown.

cruise control
lose control

it's me and you.
she engages with her eyes
highway glistening
windows a blur
haunting breeze
handsome trees
the ironic beauty of the pessimistic gray skies.

it's not goodbye
why cry
for thank you.
me, myself and i
we finally see eye to eye.