WE MISSED THE EXIT

Was that it?

I think that must’ve been it.

We passed the sign

About a mile back

You spotted it first

Said nothing at all

The highway stretched on

And we rolled right along

Nothing shifted Nothing seemed wrong

Not that you could tell

The map glowed blue

Then flickered, rerouted

Drew another line

Some other way around

You said we could turn back

Turn the car around

But neither one of us

Took a foot off the gas

Maybe that was the exit

Maybe just another road

Maybe that was the moment

Before we knew we'd let it go

No flash.

No warning.

No siren.

No sound.

Just a narrow road

peeling off toward somewhere else.

And us—

staring straight ahead,

still rolling.

Maybe that was the exit

Maybe that was the turn

Maybe every life has one quiet fork You only see once you’ve

blown

right

past

Twenty miles further down

You turned and looked at me

I kept my eyes

on the empty road ahead

and laughed

We kept

driving.