Thursday, March 12, 2015

DRIVING TO THE Y BEFORE DAWN

 There were headlights
letting themselves in
from the on-ramp,
and lights looking
like neighborly signals
as they passed us,
and lights in homes
that seemed like
signs of happiness,
even if the residents
were wishing they
were still asleep,
still in the land
where dreams of lights
can be delightful
and make sleeping
just as helpful
for good health
as treadmills and barbells
while working out
under lights
that never seem
to especially like us

at six a.m.

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