Well, it's the last filling station
before the end of the world.
The sun left one
Fading orange ribbon
to separate the black mountains
from the indigo sky.
You climb behind the wheel.
Your spouse says nothin
cuz there's nothin to say.
The kids are asleep in the back seat.
And you pull out and drive away.
Captures a certain feeling exquisitely.ReplyDelete
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