I drove to Baltimore today
not using a GPS because I always know my way.
The passenger next to me talked to no end,
15 minutes from my destination, I missed the last bend.
It lead me into unnecessary traffic,
all the while I was starting to feel sick.
I landed downtown in the city,
my passenger appeasing me with jokes somehow now didn't seem witty.
The signs and streets looked vaguely familiar,
but I couldn't quite place on the map where we were.
There were bars and drunkards walking the streets,
not necessarily the best place to meet.
Picking up my cell I called a friend for directions,
getting nervous I was in the city's bad section.
He traced me from my exact location,
and was finally able to get me to the correct destination.
The only LOST I like happens to be on T.V.
Otherwise, once in a lifetime is enough for me.
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