Go

• Alicia Leckie
• Poetry
• 2013

lonely drives on stolen time

lives and houses flashing by

finding solace on the road

tonight this is do or die

feeling the road move underneath

working the pedals with certain feet

after this there's no going home

never going back to that street

wishing, wanting something more

than this town ever had before

they've lost their chance to give It now

no wasting time on them any more

the further away the better it feels

the signs on the street say this is real

one last look in the mirror back at the town

but both hands on the wheel