What Crosses My Mind

I thought about my life,

what matters, what interferes.

And then I imagined a stranger,

just drove past me on the freeway.

What can even happen today,

might bring closure to their anxiety.

A few years ago now,

I found a new posture in my car.

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Pulling up next to people, I don’t take

awkward dives into their lives,

By glancing their way at a stop.

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I’m just looking straight ahead,

gives you a break and me, peace of mind.

I haven’t a chance to judge you

with my eyes and disdainful expression.

Tonight I remembered an writer’s

assignment to their students.

Something about writing a page

and letting it be their own.

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I guess somewhere deep in the recesses

of my mind, I’m trying to find my soul.