Gas Station Lights III
From the pages of a strangers life
I note how the seas are searene
Coming upon the Gas Stations glowing lights
There in the distance it sits like a shard of heaven
so bright in the velvet endless night
Engines die in the cool evening
Like hope in the spaces between time and matter
A Spector drifting
A sentinel point in the void
A welcoming sight
As the car rumbles to a grinding halt
Stepping out form the smoke filled beast
A stranger is there his shadow trailing behind
Along this road to nowhere….
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