we speed along through valleys and steep hills the driver determined to put us back where we belong but I did not agree to be shoved along his path of Carpe Diem his time schedule speeds tires tired speeds rubber and asphalt he drives on while I’m at the station negotiating prices of one life-time guaranteed friendship over another and I cannot resist the offer knowing friends can enter then leave me hungry for more without leaving an address for another good company time is passing head-stops by himself as for you and me the timelines don’t align we’re in different cars with chronic drivers going past different signs and that’s why I cannot see you I catch the first cab to leave you I rip off the corner so I don’t have to watch you go