Taxi Music?

I did my first poetry reading! and it went AWESOMELY.. it felt fantastic..

the theme was Taxi Music.. hmm. so i read my other pieces and then finished with this one..
I wrote this one about 3 hours before the reading. 

xox

Taxi

By Kelly B Jones

This journey begins where mine means to end

A night that seemed a legend, now feels like remorse

The city sun stirs and society’s assembly line sets in motion

Toes sore, eyes tender, ears begging for silence

His vigorous ankle jerks and jabs the auto uncomfortably

The assembly line bends and twists to find freedom

Stomach heaves, temples throb 

Home never seemed so far

And Loneliness never felt so close

Pressing an ear against the glass, wondering how long this’ll last

Giving up breath and accepting the sin

Then a soft whistle, which becomes gradually audible

It is honey over thorns, the sound of the sunrise.

It is the fipple flute, the kluey – ooh through his tattered speakers.

It is Thai, so I know that I’m home.

Thank you Khun Taxi for bringing me there.