The Gold Rush

Would we be so lost in the moonlight wanderings
Tired on tires on asphalt and wondering where.
As rubber rotates underfoot, the stars stay put
Through a sunroof we can’t see through. My
Memories take me back to times I was alone —
Fully alone inside one car on a road speeding
Through towns and cities and neighborhoods
With names on signs posted somewhere.

Reminisces take me back to the places I
Didn’t need to speak as planets and canyons
And deer I didn’t know rolled by on side streets.
But I could never end up nowhere. And,
Eventually, the sun turned the sky lavender
Until it matched the red of my eyes and I realized
I was somewhere with signs posted and
Mileage markers that people stole on highways.

And when the sky turns blue, we’re confronted
With the realities of roadsides.

I found a street that leads
Out, across, up, through the sunroof. And I drove
Until the sun turned the sky blue and
Roadsides showed deer hides and breakthroughs.
And still, it led me home.

Stay gold,
Sabrina