Low Beams
Jeremy Bolm
Looking out at the road
The dark places my mind goes
30 Miles to Salt Lake
Ugly thoughts start to invade
Long drive to the northwest
A lifetimes to self-reflect
90 miles to next town
Thoughts of people I've let down
High peaks outside of Bend
Low feeling I can't shed
2000 miles to my door
I hope my key still works
Roll the windows down
To let the cold come in
Numb my face so I
Distract how numb I am
Roll the windows down
To clear the air within
Turn the heat on high
Remember where I've been
This is - black ice
This is - soft brakes
This is - frozen legs
This is - a brain fried
This is - time alone
This is - rough sleep
This is - shredded belts
This is - the other self