The strangers in cars come into
areas an see so much that
it could blow ones mind.
It all started with an open road
and a gas tank. He had to stop
at the gas station. An once he
did this was his story. He saw
the open sign and went in he was
on the road most of the time.
Even when this pandemic is still
going on. I remember working at night.
And listen to tapes which play old hits
which hardly anyone listens to anymore. But I was getting my work done
by them. Oh night would come fast
when it was time to catch the bus to
work. And then I got to where I was
going with out harm. Or bitterness
about how life turned out being that
I was sick but had to survive. So
I made the best of it like anyone
would do. But that day...