The cars move
straight they go,
turn not either way.
Arrive at a busy city sign boards indicate
directions to reach
the destinations.
I fall asleep throug the journey
wake up at the toll,
blink for a while
see the thoroughfare in awe.
Driving exact so long,
the driver encounters complications
to pursue the road signs
messes up and lands
in the wrong place.
Again, he navigates,
exits, roundabouts
and flyovers
distract him. He struggles.
Approach the destination
which is at stone throw
after an hour. I choose
not to travel again.
A worthy resolution?
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