I pulled off to the roadside,
respite from my longest night.
I watched lights dance across the sky
crossing galaxies to kiss the sea
before making its way to me.
At the lookout and to the stars,
I confessed my sins along with my silly dreams.
They promised to carry them home for me.
Renewed,
I weave between
love letters left unanswered
and riddles knotted between trees.
Free of the roundabouts in my mind,
a gentle moonlight revealed
the answers waiting within me.
there aren’t enough of them,
as far as I can tell.
Maybe these streets are just scribbles,
no mysteries
no mess.
Our minds cloud the path
for the guides in our chests.
Let’s unwind
and rewind
each fight
from each night.
With tears,
I loosen your fingers
from mine.
Through wet, bleary eyes
the clearest thought is the quickest way home.
Alone.
but since you insist,
let’s try again.
Switch with me this time,
be my passenger this time,
buckle up darling,
I’ll drive.
I’ll speed right into dead ends,
as our conversations deaden,
don't you wonder how it happens?
No?
That’s a problem easily fixed
flying off the edge of the nearest cliff.
This time I’ll make the tires screech
as my leaden foot hits the floor.
This time I’ll make you scream
while you yank open the unlocked door.
This time I’ll make night witness fear
now choose
between the asphalt or me.
Hurry up darling,
rock bottom is waiting.
Why are you asking me to choose between
left and right?
Fine.
Right.
Choose right.
You’re always right.
If you say left,
you’d still be right.
But if I said left,
you would have left…
right?