Detachment

I am detached and I drive alone
The twilight highway glitters ahead
On the tail of the serpent, who.
In turn shadows the snake-charmer
At the helm of this realm, he seeks
We seek out the almighty.

Just one more mile, I whisper,
Before I fade gently out of this masquerade
For I was not made for one God and feigned
Commitment will not save me. This was all
Just an impulse of mine for it is in limbo,
Not in heaven, that I discover the divine