One more

The Long Way There

I live so far from where I work
that they call it a commute instead of a drive
commuters like to complain
over the sound of traffic reports and car horns
that their good mileage for an SUV
and their travel mugs and their books on tape
don’t make up for the lost time
they would have wasted sleeping anyway
personally I wish the commute were longer
I leave early, before even the birds are awake
and take the long way there
because I’m the only one that knows
that God exists mostly in the morning
on empty backroads
with no headlights in my mirror