Persian Westender

Lost in the highway of meaninglessness

Who cares if I just passed the exit 69...,

....to suburban Los Angeles?

Perhaps, I am following a spark

A spark left over from

The ‘Star Trek’ mayhem

Yes! Time flies...

And I can see it from my windshield

Swirling ghostly in the far horizon

And sneering at my car’s model!

Approximately where

There’s a blue hole in the ever greyish sky

Whereas a solo static meteor

Gazes at my dictionary in pain

Searching for the meaning of the word: Shining

In this highway of meaninglessness

I honk!

I honk for all the unseen sparks

Left over or not left over

They are the only things for real

Boooooooogh!