K- Moving Forward

wheels spin carrying the car through a black line cut between
trees
the car travels west on the highway to the pacific
filling in blank spots in the map in my brain
with mountains and plains and deserts and rock formations

wind blows the sailboat out to sea
skimming across the water tilted almost sideways
air rushes past my face
a natural masseuse

my mind wanders to heroes fighting ancient monsters
saving their villages and their worlds
kissing the greatest kisses
and crying the saddest tears