We sat there awkwardly
waiting for something to change
cars on the highway rushed by
leaving shooting trails of light and dirt
a shot of anticipation
Watching your car
winding quickly around the corner
the way it goes when you've come to far to go back
Barefoot and wearing a winter coat in fall
you offer up your hand and
an almost sigh
more information to manage
All compressed into minutes, dark and mostly wordless
we handled the boys from one car to another
(for Lisa)
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