midnight light

by Carissa Dewey

The humming diesel
parked outside my window
wakes me,
I heard the driver pull it over
and lock it into park.

I lay there for a moment
and try uncomfortably to reach back
into sleep,
I roll over quietly
look outside-

I can see a woman sitting
oddly close to the drivers side
and four set of arms.
They have been like this
for over an hour now.

And selfishly-
all I can think
is that he would never
park his truck
on this side of the street
and ask me to stay and speak.


Posted on 05/29/2008
Copyright © 2021 Carissa Dewey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/29/08 at 01:45 AM

Well, the associatedness does the trick.The impression of the scene was potential enough to evoke the associated self desiring a day dream to come true.

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