346.*
THE ROAD
In each car is the face of a man
Who holds a wheel in place
The long line wavers now and then
Entangling wheels and faceless men
The line seems never ending
Despite each waver and its blending.
346.*
THE ROAD
In each car is the face of a man
Who holds a wheel in place
The long line wavers now and then
Entangling wheels and faceless men
The line seems never ending
Despite each waver and its blending.
David Levinson, Transportist 