going forward

you no longer
look into the rear view mirror.
you just left there.
left that.
left trouble.
left, period.
you're focused on
what lies ahead.
that big rest stop
along
the road.
the point where land
ends
and the ocean begins.
what's done is done.
no going back.
no big circle,
no make up sex
with the world you've
left behind.
no late night call to
yesterday
after a drink or two.
you have no reverse
in this car.
it's going in one
direction, forward.
maybe i'll drop you a
postcard
when I get there.
maybe not.