wherever you are going.........

wherever you are going, I've already been there

the time
and
the space
between the two
alone at last
1000 miles
in between
the
cornfields
the
train tracks
and
the great prairie
of flatland
and
rolling hills
between
the
Missouri
and
the
Mississippi
and
the
dirty water
heading south
to
the
Gulf of Mexico
stolen by a bandit
awakened by a dream
1000 miles
gone again
somewhere
in between
the
sound
of wheels whining
on
the
blacktop
of interstate 80
wasted on
the
highway
mistaken for a dream
forsaken by a promise
stolen by a bandit
somewhere
in between.