Vanish

Slam
To left of your ear
Roll, roll then you start to go
Lazy eye on the signs as they slide by
Autopilot mode, zoned focus, talk in code
And the words
They dive off the tip of your tongue
As it drinks in the wind
Intoxicating distractions
Slow flash of green
But the white's far too long
Somewhere up the road a bump in intention
Question the last turn with worry your tone
"Anyone pay attention to the roads?"
Shared patience like klondike chocolate
Paint it, retrace, the cause in worse condition than you are
And the words
They crawl to the tip of your tongue
As it samples the wind
Like it could taste the directions
Worry pries your mouth open once again
Desperate cries of confusion crawl free
Chuckling darkness circles the tunnel's end
The light can vanish at a finger's degree
Slam
To the right of your ear
Tap, tap, take a step back