By Andrew R. Duckworth
I’m in a stream of traffic
Running down the highway
Weaving in and out
In lanes of fear and doubt,
Just wandering about.
Can’t seem to find my exit,
No pavement that connects it.
My foot stays on the pedal,
No slowing down.
I’ve got no brakes.
And I’m afraid
That I’ll miss the moments
That I’m searching for.
Poetry and Essays of Andrew Ryan Duckworth 