Falling Asleep at the Wheel

by

Joris John Heise

Like cars with just one gear
So many lives careen
Ahead with run-a-race speed.

We mind no destinations;
We crisis-cope, just keep on drivin’
And day-to-day snatch sleep for moments.

Our world spins beneath us; we’re wheels
That we’ve become on threads
Of time across abysses that try to snatch us.

But, one day we awake from the half-
Awakeness, sense the drowsy self at the wheel.
Become one who looks before

You die.

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