Riding Alone on a Road – Sept. 2010

Depression is a seatbelt
pressure-strapped to chest
and stomach,

closing lungs,
restricting movement.
A hideous thing. It is

a blanket of frozen air
dully smacking face
and feeling.

Depression
is a prime number,
indivisible, alone.

Depression is a red light,
stalwart defender
of crossroads.

And as the
car careens across
the trafficked intersection,

depression is the vacuum
left when driver flies
through windshield.

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2 thoughts on “Riding Alone on a Road – Sept. 2010

    • Thanks. I also tried to play around with the prime number idea, as each line has a prime number of syllables and there are seven stanzas. It wasn’t really supposed to end with a car wreck… but that’s where it ended up. I might change it in the future.

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