Perfect Words

driving on the highway 

when it hits me 

the perfect line

the words

so perfectly formatted

to match 

just the feeling

I needed to 

get across 

for so long  

Finally 

but I’m stuck 

on the highway 

repeating the words 

over and over 

In my head 

There 

I parked 

I take out 

my pen 

and paper

but the words 

are long gone 

By Melissa Kelly 

Published in Westward Quarterly, winter 2018