The Way Out

From the beginning, my wife has been a helpful voice (confirmed by others) advising me not to over-explain my poems, but let them hit people how they will and provide interest according to their curiosity/liking. This is not easy for me haha.

But! In that spirit–I wrote this two mornings ago, if you have questions or thoughts, let me know, and (to quote the esteemed Mr. Gump), that’s all I have to say about that.

THE WAY OUT
The sirens sounded
And as the highways hummed like rush hour
You said pull over
Hands in the air
The alarm went off
You said ignore it
         endure it
         it’s one and the same
The cars sped up
The horns got loud
Keep your hands in the air son
The sirens whizzed by
With a piercing sideways glance
And in time the traffic slowed
And I turned uneasily onto the dusty road
That led to home