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Midnight Ride

Flying down the highway
Night's dark domain-
Moonless, soulless.
I am alone.

My Car's High beams,
Two torches burning
A tunnel in the surrounding
Black void.

Fumbling with the
Radio knob,
A Cacophony,
A chaos of noise and static,

Then;
Gladys and her Pips!
My all time favorite
“Midnight Train to Georgia”
My raspy, out-of-Tune voice
Tries to sing along.

Dashed dreams,
Fallen wounded warrior;
Limping home.
No matter to her!
She rushes to his side
No pity, just love!
Could any man ask
For more than this?

Now she begins to reach
Her powerful,
Soulful,
Driving crescendo
“I Got ta Go! I Got ta Go!”
I’m there with her!
God! The power,
Beauty, longing
In that voice


I slow down,
Gladys keeps climbing,
Soaring, until she
Envelopes me

Gladys speaks to me
Soothingly;
You can stumble,
You can fall
I will love you still!

Gladys’ voice trails off
As does her Pips.

Flying down the highway
Heading home.
Having been touched
I'm at peace!