motion sickness pill

What could it be-A drink on a tray, a dream on a truck. I get riled and unfit for duty and resign myself to the back of the bus for life. The versions of a history untold and pretend. A checkmark on society is a hit list to demand. In the back of my head I hope for forward motion. Don't you hope in the back of your head for forward motion? I hope in the back of my head for forward motion and offer this piece tonight as a motion sickness pill-a bitter pill to swallow to be sure.

from Crashland Alma College, Alma, Michigan by Brendan deVallance,