One On Highways

at times
take time
unwind, restart

you know
you know
you go, it’s art

she’s up early every morning
gathering thoughts to fuel her days
in the evening he’s writing stories
flipping back to read them in a different way
wondering what was remembered

says she’s the one on highways
he stands around town these days
begging for something, some change
he’d like to be out on the road

fall down
slow down
get found, you’re smart

the rest
can rest
the best, this part

believing in something unseen
for two years at least
electricity walking
blooms in not talking
wonders if that’s what it means