The afterlife - which is really not the correct term
but it's the closest concept you might comprehend -
if you are lucky is a never-
ending drive through the night the desert specifically
resembling the southern states I hate to go all Eagles
but it's a dark desert highway if you will
even though I'd prefer not to
There is music playing forever on the FM
like some GTA station 50% your time life favourites
and 50% surprises and new delights you never knew you knew
pls appreciate this is a bespoke gift
your unholy loneliness dampened by the musik and the motorik
smoothed out, like you're back in your rocking cot
It's all ebb and flow, sometimes you snooze and
cruise control takes over, the comforting hum of a
mechanised eternity, talking of which
how long do you think we can hold out
With no other people who were let's
face it the major obstacle in your earthbound
plus it's not like you're craving
to see any familiar faces,
and famous ones are blocked
Yes they can be bardo-duped but that's not for
entities from the lower leagues
be grateful you get to drive, licence or not,
at excessive speeds, into a consistent horizon
as the infinite firmament twinkles above
To leave the road and veer into cactus clump,
gulch or unforbidding mountain range ist verboten
please respect the system, and
You'll find time is no longer a linear,
measurable dimension, and memory retention
is a limited phenomenon
The rush of tyres upon tarmac, warm breezes
piney aromas, and whatever is mesquite,
your arm resting on the open window
smoke a cigar for once in your so-called life,
it can't hurt now
There's a fifth of whiskey
on the passenger seat,
and we're sorry
there is no passenger
this time around
Look! lights from another vehicle
high upon a pass, and lo!
smoke from a cabin in the distance
do they share this liminal carnation
briefly, am I the NPC? then pfft
Semi-formed observations come and go
disparu behind the 100mph backdraft
gas station, diner, one horse town
Steely Dan, The Doors, Creedence
I saw this in a movie and it will
become my post-reality, as soon as
I submit a request to the committee
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