Dark Horizon

Towing a trailer at night
weaving east over I-10, 
west Texas plains
from Albuquerque, racing
to leave behind hard driven rain
I must have been insane?  
Wipers hardly swiping
the sheets, or rivulets
blown back and forth
across a desolate road,
no stopping, mind 
and determination popping,
demanding, keep going, 
home the goal
too often closing my eyes
to dangers presented, signs
Wildlife crossing,
eyes reflected in headlights 
it was all the same
all untamed, hours spent burning
asphalt, the humming of miles slipping
finding a pay phone calling
"I think I'm an hour away", told, 
"No stay,
I will come to find you."
He must have broken every law in the books
those who also wandered and wondered
late at night, gave me looks
as the waitress, told them
to leave me alone to cry, but hugged
me and brought me hot tea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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