Inclement Weather, Blurred Nights

Inclement weather. It's murky, wear a sweater. It's only night's fall,

there's so much time left. Don't invest regrets in moments to share.

Sorry days when you're the plinth keeping me grounded. Still, the crest splashed

and wet, but never drowning. Libations spill, light blend across lights blinding.

Blur avenues, roads, and streets, realities confounding. Light poles,

potholes, pay tolls, swerve and halting. One last fast

dash drive and then we're parking. Twist out weak-kneed, head spins, feel

drowning. Patchy recollection blackwash into falling. Inclement weather.