Succumb
Too the notions
Up for interpretation
The wheels that
Went flat yet kept on going
Proceed
With caution
Sightseers all aboard
In unlimited numbers
They flocked in droves
Vocalizations hammered
They often
Tasked me in there dwellings
And hindered my ways
Intersecting avenues
Should I have
Stand pact put
My foot down and just drove away
Instead I caved and parked
Running
Red lights
Like a bad habit
I couldn’t shake free
From
Along with the falling trees
That fell
And blocked my paths
Preventing me from going forward
Dissection by
Default
My unwavering
Imagination
In need of some fine tuning
The boulevards
That threw me in there wake
Riding in the carpool
Lane was never lonely enough
Because my stagecoach
Was always overflowing with
Hitchhikers that wouldn’t
Just take another train