driving through the sleet tonight
it clutched the lights of signs and lamps
and poured and pulled until
the lights drooled all along
the black luminescence of the pavement
stretched and
expanded lengthwise
the dark road glowed
no longer dark
but reflecting that which it reached up
to cover itself with, as if with clothes
to protect from the stinging sleet
poured like marbles amongst to meet
and glide along the tire tracks
and warm, and resting, im home.

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