Hwy musings

We fling
Ourselves
Forward in
Boxes Made of
Plastic and Steel

Inertia propels
Us and
Keeps us
Held

In perpetual motion
All we fear
Is found
In the feeling
Of knowing

One day we must slow
Down
Breath out
And stop

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