What could I have known
I can't recall my motivation
or rationalization
for the trip
but it probably was sexual
I remember the bus
we drove through the night
talking, dozing, dreaming, planning
watching, waiting 
Why did I go?
I found not what I was looking for
but oh the gift I got
I didn't know that I was smart enough
to recognize the prize
but I grabbed on not knowing
where it would lead me
or whether I could even hold on
but it must have been my soul that clung tight
and held fast
I know I did not deserve or show
the respect required
but somehow to this day my grip holds tight