My car is my confessional,
My therapist and confidant.
The chamber shell to safely tell,
All buried fears and secret wants.
Along my daily long commute,
I shall expound my love and hate,
My inner thoughts conveyed forsooth,
Across the threads of interstate.
Where might and madness are confined,
Where dreams and demons may be met,
And all the miles I leave behind,
May let me journey and forget.
