One For the Road

I'm hanging my hopes on the back of bar stools
Staring down the line and you're all that's on tap
Having a warm drink because I know we're on the rocks
Putting back memories like whiskey, I reminisce
Whenever I think I'm on the right track it skips
I'm like a bloodhound with no sense or scent
Trying so hard not to stumble over your words
I keep a straight face that you could always see through
Spilling secrets on the table but you're not flagged
You play your card and get out of it intact
One more midnight goodbye kiss and tell
Backseat drunk driving home into the dark
Nothing to prove but I've got your back
Lie down, lie up, black out and blew my chance.

dm

Equinox

Summer left without a sound, like a sheet of paper slid under a door; its farewell note penned by a cool breeze before sweeping away into the full moon night. Clouds slide slowly across an autumn sky as if they were curtains waiting to reveal the new season. With each footfall my spirits rise as the temperature falls. The soundtrack of new beginnings and old friends rings in my ears even after silence falls. My mood rides on the breeze that flows through my window and haphazardly tosses and turns me to sleep. There is a new day ahead but the path will be a battlefield of dreamscapes and lost hopes. It is still possible that the autumn can help heal the wounds from my fall.

dm