Driving to work (and back)

Driving to work (then back)

On my way to work
Parked at the lights
Surrounded by dozens of people
To my left and right

On the freeway driving
Passing people driving
Drivers passing me
Dozens of people passing

By the end of the week
Hundreds, hundreds of people,
Have passed me,
Month-end, thousands of people.

We share the air, sky and clouds
The tarmac, the rain and sun
And I don’t even know their names,
Not even their registration…