The Dawn

July 17, 2011




It was a long night
But... stopping seemed...
To tempt fate
Just... too much...
When... fate...
Was not good to me.

You and I had sweet dreams
Anyway...
With the night wind blowing
All around us
As we flew down the road...
You... kissed me...
Searched me...
And I let you...
Without thought.

My memories are...
Like that wind...
Swirling... swirling...
The dark of night
Still hiding what we did...
Now... even from me.
Did you think I was mean
When I stopped you?
What... did you think?

And now... dawn...
And the desert...
And reality...
And a stab of shame...
What...
Was I doing?
What was I doing?
I had to stop and think...
Get away... to think...
And I squatted on the sand
Like some tired ole sphinx...
Not the wiser.

Maybe if we had stopped
And panhandled for quarters
And had food...

Maybe if we had stopped
In the middle of nowhere...
And slept...

Yeah...
It was dawn.
What would the day bring.

Like some strange chance
We got where...
Where you... were going...
Just as the gas ran out...
Just as a full day...
From where we started...
Chimed on the mantel clock.

And there was I...
Like a strange UFO...
Taking you safely home
After waking from a long
And restless dream
In the middle of nowhere.

And there was I...
Feeling like I owed you...
Afraid that you would come
And want to collect...
Want to avenge...
For your hapless adventure.

I had tempted fate...
When fate...
Was not good to me.
Silly, silly, sphinx...
Squatting at the dawn.




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