Night Drives


Now the sun is finishing its daily retreat.

In the lights of the dashboard I watch

Grey figures fly by outside the window.

Here I try to make out a shape or two, but

The only things seen are illuminated in the headlights.


Drifting in and out of consciousness, I

Reach for my pillow and recline my seat.

Into my dream music from the radio waltzes and turns.

Very quietly I snuggle into my pillow and blanket.

Even with the destination approaching, my mind

Still continues to wander.


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