My Passenger

There was no one the freeway……………. The clock said 4:03……………………………….. No taillights behind us………………………….. Just my passenger and me…………………….. She seemed to be a thinker……………………. With not alot to say…………………………………. I felt no urge to break the spell……………… Let words get in the way………………………… The trip it ended quietly………………………… Just polite goodbyes……………………………….. I made it home to my bed……………………. Another night, time flies…

Dennis Mantin

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