York, Pennsylvania

I drove into your town today.

When the tires of my car rolled over
the invisible line that marked the pavement
as part of your city, I didn't budge.

My fingers didn't grip the steering wheel
any harder, knuckles white.

I was still breathing at a steady pace, not
those staggered inhales I used to know.

The radio didn't go haywire, spitting
static out of the speakers.

My thoughts didn't start racing around
in circles, remembering what you did
and wondering why you did it.

I just kept driving.

And then I was out.

I drove beyond your town today.

Poetry by Katherinee x
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Written on 2015-05-17 at 05:12

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a very good piece. It gives us all pause to think of the reasons for the hesitant thoughts. It reminds me of Tarrilup Bridge by The Triffids for some reason. Well done.

night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
A griping reading experience and a well needed journey thank you for allowing us to witness it!

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This a fine poem. A lot went unsaid. The reader has to fill in the blanks. Normally, I don't like that, but this time I did.

Moving on . . . I think we can all relate to how difficult that can be, but there is a strength of spirit and character here that is inspiring, trusting in what comes next.

you could add

and i smelt your perfume
while driving your home
in my wild imagination

just kidding