I was a rocket ship
always at Cape Canaveral
waiting for a punch to my ignition
that would launch
me into the stratosphere.

Over the years I taught myself
to maintain a very even 30MPH.
Less stress to the chassis
easier on the engine, keeping
me on the road forward.

Now, with you, I am back
inside my tender psyche
trying to maintain life on
the straight and narrow but
my emotions are funny like this.

So I am high and I am low,
I move left then quickly to the right
thoroughly enjoying the ranges
speeding along past my window with
me moving zero – sixty.