Driving along the freeway on a cool night in San Francisco

[This is a poem I wrote as we were driving back to my aunt’s house from SF. This is more or less the original form, though I’m working on an edited version.]

The bushes cut dark shadows along the way,

this one shaped like a grizzly bear,

that one a tortoise, now a hare

Stars glimmering beyond

smoky wisps of cloud, just a little bit

out of reach

Curled fingers, backs pressing lightly

against the coolness of the windowpane as I sit in the backseat,

tapping out non-rhythms and

searching the sky with my eyes

Trying in vain to connect the dots

that wink in my peripheral vision

only to disappear ever so mischievously

when I choose to stare them in the eye.

I can’t quite recall when the music stopped

playing oldies from those

high school playlists of mine repeated

time and time until I took off and left

them forgotten

Now, still playing on the radio,

a strange but happy sway picks up

the words that I could not have forgotten

and we’ll stop

To shop at a Safeway from the days

when we used to live here

A strange sweetness in what was once mundane

out of faded lenses exchanged for clear ones

we look again and

Nothing has changed

except ourselves.

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3 thoughts on “Driving along the freeway on a cool night in San Francisco

  1. “I can’t quite recall when the music stopped” – so good

    “out of faded lenses exchanged for clear ones” – …every effort to remember bringing down a new layer of dirt, the impure defiled sands of time.

    • thanks. 🙂 ive actually changed both of those lines in editing though I liked them originally too, but… not really satisfied with the current new version so we’ll see what happens.

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