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