So blank upon the lifeless road,
I drive to faults atone;
With dark recall my onward goad
And hours to be alone –

The sun goes down behind the trees;
The ribbon slow unwinds —
I’m constant kept in my unease,
And many, shifting minds –

If there was any living left
Of what my heart has wrecked,
I could reclaim it from its theft,
And slowly it inspect –

Instead, reality’s a vise:
The whole world has been paused —
The lifeless road, one more device
To frame the hurt
I caused