Space-Car Express way
Have you ever transcended the free way
in a little capsule of zipping?
Watery gelatine substance on one side
prevents upsets off the autobahn
turquoise air cushions on the other,
compels the motion forward, sideways.
Like a photosynthesis cell movement
everyone moves forward or backward at once.
uniformity highlighted, glowing incandescent bulbs
bursting with life
following the predetermined destiny tubes
to whatever lies at the end.
Growth and then decay, retreat, restart, restitution.
Relentless cycles churning forward, in straight aways
like an express-way for spaceships.
(Ten minute timed poem)
Writing by Regina Stemberger