Under the Green Desk Lamp…
White lines blur.
Headlights reflecting back
an even yellow glare,
and your eyes get heavy.
Not now, too busy.
Have to keep this thing between the lines.
No choice
but to keep going.
Not too far now,
not too much longer.
Then you can do it.
You can let it happen.
Lines shift back and forth,
gentle waves like water.
There’s water in your eyes now,
but you cannot catch it.
Just keep your eyes
on the road ahead.
Never see the world around you
until you reach the end.
-Brad OH Inc.
