Along For The Ride

The feeling of default

Rests all around me

Like a gasoline ring,

Just beyond the reach of flame.

I saw my ghost yesterday

All flesh and blood and bone.

And now the caress of things

That never reached me

Has left me all alone.

Maybe it is beyond the realm of asking to say

but maybe All the things i've touched won't feel me

And i'm just along for the ride.