Who turned off the little gray cells?

For the last fifteen minutes
Auto pilot holds the wheel
No awareness of where, or how
Just feel.
Been this way too often.
That Building’s brick cover.
Driveway getting asphalt this month.
Over back fence a schoolyard.
Catholic and noisy.
One beautiful tamarack.


Points of identification
Imprint the mind
And reflexes
Without even thinking. Yikes.
Certainly not what Dad taught.
Years back. Standard shift.
Less intimidating traffic.
Less cocky and
Unable to think consequence.
Irritating honking on the knee-jerk.



Ten minutes to destination
Better click on the little gray cells, Doug.
Make your landing accountable.