As you walk or motor thru life, there’s the chance you’ll be seduced
by messages in the public space.
Sometimes they entertain…sometimes they seek to entice.
Take this highway sign in Virginia.
Is there life after Exit 320 in Crossville?
Might be best to sit and think this over.
We’re all heading somewhere fast…
…maybe too fast.
But no matter the species, the ending is written in stone.
Scouting the closing scenes in this small town cemetery–
it was clear that, in death, the road still beckoned.
An epitaph is like
an eternal tweet.
And if I’m going to be grounded,
I’d pick a plot that’s bare bones.