Night Drive

Night Drive

A Poem by Mr. Secrecy

Silence.
The roar of the engine cuts through the darkness,
two lights illuminating the shadows.
Wheels grinding the asphalt,
the night is still,
you're in motion.
The houses are cold and hollow,
paralyzed by the blackness.
The streets are empty,
all have retreated to the sandman's embrace.
As speed increases, street lights lose their form, 
becoming nothing more than luminescent streamers against the dark background.
You're a bullet piercing the shadows,
a single shot in the dark.

© 2015 Mr. Secrecy


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Added on May 29, 2015
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Mr. Secrecy
Mr. Secrecy

Mount Laurel , NJ



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