she's come undone

out of gas,
the tire flat,
the sun going
down, it's cold.
rain is not
far away. suddenly
it's fall, when
a few minutes ago
it was summer.
everyone
is now a stranger
in this town.
she puts her hands
into her pockets,
but there is
nothing. no
money, no credit
card to save her.
her phone has died.
she is on the side
of the road.
it took awhile,
it took alot of
miles of carefree
driving on the
freeway, of ignoring
the posted speed limits,
the dangers, the
pot holes, but she
is finally there.
she gets
out and sizes up
the moment. she
looks into the
window and sees
herself in the
closing dark. she
is older than when
she started, she
has gained weight
and her hair is grey,
she is no longer
a young woman,
no longer the first
one chosen. she
remembers what love
is, what love was,
and that there was
someone once, but
she can't remember
his name. but that
means nothing now, on
the side of the
road, without gas,
with the tire flat,
with no direction
home.