Alone, inside and outside

“I am alone… inside and outside of time” – Ted Kooser

I drive past neat little rows of trees,

empty mailboxes, and sleeping lawns.

Trying to shake off deep doubts

of morning, of a place I do not fit.

Clipping words from the bible and

a bevy of discarded self-help articles.

I would steer clear of danger

except I have no sense of direction.