Slow Motion

…this stretch of highway out here.

Slow Motion

A train crosses the valley,
as I gas up and pay,
and it feels like slow motion,
as I pull out and drive away.

The sun simmers on the mesa.
Blacktop turns into waves of heat,
and it feels like slow motion,
a thousand miles in a couple of feet. 

You took that gray suitcase.
My mind keeps repeating that day,
and it feels like slow motion,
as…