Poetry #35: Then..

Almost midnight
At the passenger's seat
the head rests
On the window on the left

Thoughts are coming
Speed is increasing
Blurry yellow street lights
Like stars in the eyes

Up and down it goes
Mind drifts away
Far became near
Images are fading

Unimaginable distance
Inevitable humps
Screeching wheels
Uncontrollable hiss

Coldness creeps
Darkness leads

Secretly weeps

hp101191 | 23:49 | 24.08.2017 | Changi, SG



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