Driving down the road
you become aware of how lost
your mind is
and you wonder how
you’re keeping it between the lines
on this tightrope
taught as the invisible line
and you could so easily fall off
on one side or the other
as you watch the rain
pixelating the windshield
and the wipers
are like an old pocketwatch
as you go back and forth
between your wishes
and your needs.
And someone else is in control–
that man you inexplicably love.
The one who offers you nothing,
yet you are like a starved child
chasing after it fast as you can.