10 Million People. (Night on a Timber Mountain Spur). 5/29/15.
10 million people.
Fighting through them on a Friday freeway,
cussing, shifting, swerving, seeking sanity and silence.
That we are alone on a ridge now seems preposterous
given what we left behind.
Hiking by moonlight,
stirring to sunrise, puffy eyes and tea-
I remembered what I’d forgotten,
got home before the coffee was done.