Traveling North

I do not buy into
the drumbeat soundtrack
that seeks to make sense
of the night as I sit
drinking black coffee
trying to stay awake
(I’ve a long way to go).
There are no dancers here
just tired bodies
strapped into the machine:
you’ll see for yourself
if you step outside
into the dark and if you
look in through the window
you’ll see a man
sat at the table there
watching the lights move
on the motorway
and trying to write it all down
before it’s too late

 

Copyright (c) Sackerson, 2017

 

 

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2 thoughts on “Traveling North

  1. I need to think about this. As, at the moment, you are doing quite a lot of ‘travelling north’ I suspect it is connected to this. I do like the way it flows though.

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