The Road Trip of Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This scene happens every single road trip I have ever gone on. I think it speaks to all the children who have ever been thrown in the back seat on one of those awful 6 hour+ car trips

Submitted: August 24, 2012

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In the back
By the window, staring up
The sky is so bland
Hours of driving
Cramped muscles, no room to stretch
Middle of nowhere
Everyone's plugged in
Absorbed in iPods, cell phones
Media rules the car
No one speaks a word
We just go until we get there
Resigned to waiting.
 


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