Melted Plastic

Steps on the walk of an endless mile.

The road disappears,

I look to the horizon and smile

All alone.

Just sand and a breeze.

The dunes cry out as I hit my knees.

The tears sizzle,

With no one else to hear.

Buzzards circle far, then near.

Waiting for the moment I say…

“…I quit.”

Open my eyes,

Stand up,

And spit.

“Just keep on steppin’… ”

Blows from the air around me

“Keep steppin’, you’ll see”

Pitter-patter of worn worn out Nikes,

Then, in a moment,

Someone’s beside me

“See the cloud way over there?”

“That’s where we’re going,

comb your hair.”

“Take off those shoes,

Tuck in your shirt!

Stand up straight,

Here’s a towel for the dirt!”

Trumpets blast,

And then I know.

I’m all dressed up…

With somewhere to go.