I lost a day and found everything
time machine on four wheels
fueled by some kind of natural gas
yet to be mined or refined
sent me on backward courses
destined to make me believe
in new definitions
there is something to be found
where you least expect
especially when weaving in
and out of byways and highways
genuine or imaginary or
in the design phase
bracing for impact I wasn’t
sure if I was exiting or entering
my man-made machine
simple and complex and
able to travel everywhere
in a matter of seconds
january two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
A magnificent metaphor of memory. Nice!
I probably should’ve stopped and fueled up along the way – thank you, Mike.