Interstate Break-Up

When True Love doesn't follow you home because you're going 80mph in a different time zone.

INTERSTATE BREAK-UP

 

"All the world just stopped now..." *

 

Accelerating,

my fried eyes as bright as headlights

hacking back the shadows of this blighted, insomnia-parched midnight highway,

blinking in rhythm to the ghostly static/ snow of my runaway soul.

 

Whip-smart, homeless;

how efficiently we forget our inconvenient histories,

tossed like trash over our shoulders where we stand.

Would that I add my phone to that heap;

instead, hurled screen-down atop the passenger seat,

it refuses to move.

It has nothing to say,

and I cringe at its every word.

Author's Note

*Tori Amos's "Tear in Your Hand"
**10 gallon h/t to Mattavelli

Reviews

[lightsong]

words do this, yes they do, breaking-up through written words, yes they do what You've expressed, the world stops... shocked and numb (in the first two verses), then the emotional rage begins (in the third verse) not knowing what to do, do You continue, do You stop... long distance relationship is not impossible but they have more challenges than a normal one.

[mattavelli]

Hello, Seth! :)
This reads like a fresh wound thats just about to start bleeding. You made great use of the movement, and gave lovely wording and vividness to this emotional scene. I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I enjoyed the visual flow of your poem. Their images really spoke to me in almost a subliminal way. Thank you for sharing your work.