Way

By Manuel Abis

When the highway does not offer a way but a high,
You may suddenly begin to feel the rush of blood on the head-
Light when it hits one’s object
Of rage.
At best, rage is
No way at all.
Unless you will consider it
As one’s driver.
As one’s
Ways-ways.
Para-
Paraan.
Unless way
Turns into why
Then into woe
Then into who.
Wow.
Wow.
How can one be so
Low on the high-
Way?
Wow.