Low Beams

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