Rear-view Mirror (G. Wade, originally as part of the Landwave project)
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driving through darkness
the same sign shining past again and again
the highway seethes with contempt for me tonight
(but this is nothing new)

and i fear that the breaks in the lines 
  will conquer me / eventually
and i'll be wrecked in the woods in the daylight
(but this is nothing new)

   the rear-view mirror offers no company

there was a time i would have loved this
a time when an act required no goal
the years when i thought i was above this
before the miles would take their toll

darkness and distance provide some cloaking
but time only moves with each state line
hence the formula is broken
and i'm left to measure in my mind

   the rear-view mirror offers no new ideas

i realize that everyone gets older
but why does the rate increase at night?
when age storms forth like a soldier
sometimes it's easier not to fight

but i don't agree with my sentence
the punishment doesn't fit the crime
so if you were hoping for repentance
your reward won't come in time
 
  the rear-view mirror offers no parole