The Drive Home

The drive home From a unknown Black circles under my eyes The headlights of oncoming traffic Come at me with a strainful glow Twinkling like diamonds Or snowflakes in the sun Windows black, handicaps vision The “hum” of my exhaust Constant behind my ears Tread slamming the pavement It could all disappear Right in front of me

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