SeptPoWriMo 21

Some words about mistakes made early on
the radio played while I was driving
into the future and home this evening
thinking of all the steps never taken
why the car behind me has their brights on
they can’t see anything this close to me
why is the future something before us
when all we can see is what lies behind
retrospect is the lesser nostalgia
when all the time hindsight is so last year
the days are filling up again which makes
the gaps so reticent in their absence
at one point we thought the quiet was nice
then we had to respond to all the noise