Alone on the highway, white lights pierce the darkness.
Darting cars staple my mind to the road.
This drive made longer with only him in my thoughts.
Insistent red lights interrupt my insights.
Cars zig and zag between lanes, leaving me behind.
The night is smooth like his touch.
Ahead a blinking sign marks a detour.
Will this road put me on the right route?
I speed ahead and follow a white line into nothingness.
Suddenly the road opens to a brightly lit exit.
My thoughts of him mixed up in this moving montage.
Alone on the highway I long for darkness.
Pamela D. Hirte
Published by: Dark Matter Journal