Ode To A Weird Night

We, together. You and I,

Steadily drift, splitting at the seams of excitement.

Churning like the road-demon bellowing,

Through the heavy night air.

Together, you and I. We,

Shout carelessly, with mouths grinning

As we indulge on the recent hunt.

Wide-eyed and soaring.

The heavy night is all the comfort that is left.

You and I, we. Together,

Stand as the Pollock-esque gas station unfolds the mind.

And as the color breaks back and forth within eye.

And as our spirits cry out, our mouths say little.

What happens now?

Who am I now? Who are you?

When can we be expected back?

I’m home again.