Written For Travel After Midnight. 

Sweetest letter read yesterday from a similar pioneer 

Edmond your words are written for travel after midnight 

Looking out of windows moon hidden or sighted bright

Thinking of up or far down with revelations mixed in carried out of town. 


Silly sad serious sweet 

Under water on land under trembling feet 

Beneath trees where enemies meet discussing a truce meek

Happy days or nights described as bleak 

Weep perhaps laugh as green lights say pass

On the passenger side while a lover pumps gas

Brash headlights disappearance faster than a thought’s flash 

Written for travel after midnight vital part sash. 


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