Goodnight Road

The car hummed to life Time for a trip on the road Senses were knifed Dulled and smaller

The skies were dark Empty of stars But this place held a spark So we head to these places, Without destinations

We hid in close spaces In time we heard chanting Somehow mellifluous Of names familiarly chanted In time There were not enough monsters As they had been kind

Then the beautiful girl With the chips in her face And the draping cloak Was crying softly As she was a joke We found her there And took her back home