Tuesday, November 13, 2007

And drive

The last coffee
of lukewarm thermos
mudfine grounds
and acid regret
thin, brown
as the underscream
of highwinding gears
needling through
the highway hum
of turning tires

Darkness wanes in
the rear view mirror
turn anemic
against the first glow
of a bare morning
my feet are cold through
faint whine of a heater
smelling of
overheated metal and old dust
in the predawn chill

I recall
disappointed exhaustion
in your dark eyes
thin, brown
try to swallow the memory
with the last coffee
and drive
and drive
and drive.

1 comment:

DayDreamer said...

Melancholy roadtrip...