her mind is a driveway
where the parked cars are her thoughts.
she waits for them to pass
when there's too much traffic...
the road leads to identity
though she never knows which path to take
which always leads to accidents with her thoughts
and traffic with her aspirations...
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Intellectual Introspection
Poesíathe way I see the world. *** [RANKINGS] #1 In Poetry, #1 in Deep, #1 in Simile ©️writtenbyhugo Started February 5, 2019
