on this dark and quiet night,
my only companion is the flicker of the dashboard lights.
my thoughts are at rest,
i’m steeped in rote as i retrace
the well-known path toward home.
in the black of the night
even music is intrusive and troublesome
so instead i choose
the silence of wheels humming over pavement,
the rhythmic clicks as i change lanes.
my mind wanders as i wend my way
just a quiet review of the bits and pieces of thought that
floated by during the day,
oddly unemotional and abstract observations of my life
unmolested by daylight’s glare.
and in those peaceful moments
there is a sense of satisfaction as my demons,
those driven and demanding critics that berate me in the light,
are held in abeyance
replaced by a welcome if transitory
sense of ease.