I
The Night We Rode Through the Green Mountains
“Boys and girls, come out to play,
The moon is shining bright as day.”
Mother Goose
Past midnight
You drove
Up
Toward the high bright moon
Through rising mist
You drove
I practiced ignoring ghosts
You drove
Everything in your hands now
You drove
I anticipated endings
Can we outrun ghosts?
Can we run them down?
You flicked the headlights OFF
Sent us flying up the dark
You drew the moonlight in
Dared me
You asked
Was I frightened? Was I thrilled?
Both, I said.
Can’t it be both?
II
night ride mountain
furnace heart
not light
moon highbeam
off up
ghost no ghost
dare.
After -
inquire
answer
inquire
answer.
Equal.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
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