A Lazy Day

As long as I can remember, I have ignored bandwagons. For a start, the only musical instrument I can play is the jews harp, so I would not be of much use to the band. And the bandwagon always looks so crowded to me - perhaps I don't notice them until they've been around a while. However. I found this little thing in my head (box?) from way back when and I'm having a lazy day. So...

Of Journeys

Street windows watch you
As you hurry by
And destinations speak
Of streets and windows

Only your frantic haste
And fear
Are captured by the road
Your striding image remains
In strangers' eyes
You sensed
But did not see

Your journey hides in corners
Of the restrooms and motels

(round about 1972, I think)