commuters going nowhere fill their days
redriving night and morning the same miles
their youth and joy receding in the haze
that sanitizes college kids’ lifestyles
selective memory confers a glow
on what seemed ordinary at the time
a diff’rent outlook all those years ago
knew pleasure didn’t have to cost a dime
expensive cars can’t wholly block the pain
as crossroads that held promise fade behind
ambitions all dissolving in the rain
‘though out of sight, not wholly out of mind
the steering wheel chafes at his sagging gut
as he learns to abhor life’s worn-out rut
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