"Memory"
A Dark Night
in a crowded downtown street
flooded with people and cars
no, thoe aren't fairies or large stare--
they're streetlamps and christmas lights
in the trees
it is raining pretty heavily.
Windshield Wipeds Creaking and Groaning
Back, forth,
Back, Forth
To The rythim of the radio
with the windows down
i'm not worried about my hair
the windshield wipers
swipe back and forth as the sky
rains down puddles of tears
-raindrops, and they blur in a mess on
the windows and windshield, because
the wiper blades
need badly to be replaced.
red taillights of traffic adorn
the raindrops and shade the night
we are trying to get back home
after a date i am a b it drunk
on a sleepy red house wine
and a mojito frozen drink
and i am asking you to marry me,
as usual.  and you wont answer
and finally you say yes
so i put the seat to recline back
and i lay back and close me eyes
and pretend we are not there
but home, nestled safe and warm
underneath our comforter in our
big softest
bed./  "Take Me Home, Daddy-O!"
I repeat over and over, he is driving
Windshied wipers casting away
red stained tears
they are all dreams
they are all dreams.
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.////