Compelled by forces not in the sense of phyics Or in the physics of sense I am compelled I say!

Compelled!

Driven and driving myself To conclusions and ends of means To live?

To travel?

Means of an end that exists for itself,

Most assuredly

And assuredly most ride and drive with me

Because this traffic

This noise That I examine from angles and angles

Backwards and forwards and forwards and forwards

(I skip beats that bear skipping)

Because it's nonsense

It's gibberish this nonsense

It's nonsensical physics.

Rules that don't make any more sense

Not after all this time

Not anymore.