faded lines

two or three or four

lanes of chaos

noise and whining

of the road

cars grunting

running wild

wheels squeeling along the stretch

signs bursting from the side

roads leading off into dust

guardrail rusty old

and new

broken, bent, dented

accident's lingering

memories

tire left-overs littering side

cities advertising themselves in green

cars dancing

sliding through openings

taking chances

opportunistic

dying in the heat

of the day

the interstate: just another pilgrimage

leading to more sights already seen