Full Moon by John Grey

Here I am 
in my fantastic automobile 
cruising down the highway 
at eighty miles an hour 
with blur on all sides, 
nothingness behind 
and a full moon on the horizon 
that I'm headed straight for. 
 It's supposed to be 384,000 miles away. 
 The faster I go, the more I know better. 


 -- John Grey

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