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I have ambivalent feelings

towards the highway

I realize its value

in the plight of getting

from here to there

I hate it

in the homogenized asphalt

I love it;

the wind; the speed

of zipping along

doing Warp 8.5

keep an eye out

for old smokie

who could pop up

at any moment

other cars passing by

get to another city

& the adventure

of the highway begins again

and the endless road

rolls across American landscape

rainfalls in Ohio

and 3 AM coffee

on the New York Thruway

but I’d much rather fly

get to the city

and scan it for life signs

apparently pleased

with San Francisco’s Chinatown

to me, it never ends

till I get to where I go

the highway gets me there

I can’t stand the luck;

the high risk;

piss me off

when I get the finger

but I make it

to the destination

get on the path & cruise by

the night under street lights

keeping me awake deep

into the moonlit evening

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