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Tuesday, October 20, 2009


The shine of streetlights on the highway
turns the twisting road into a patch of sky,
with rows of small suns stretching into the night.
We are driving in a river of precious stones,
diamonds and rubies that coil and flow
in neat sparkling lines
just under the surface
of a blanket of darkness,
and I swim beneath
the spell of midnight.

I've always seen traffic & the freeway at night as a sort of river of shiny things, and it really is quite gorgeous to me.

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