Here

The sunset is said,
the whisper of night drifts
through the stereo of my Toyota.

Oh heavy fear, heavenly fear,
I want you to be somewhere else.
It's much scarier that You are here.

And the red lights flashed,
and the semis passed, and the head-
lights kept shaking in my rearview mirror.

Over the hum of rubber,
pavement, and silence of the
nothing that happened and still happens.

Awareness flickered and
died, like every lit and then
driven by sign that lines these lines.

Words short but lost,
face seen but then forgot,
the dreadful, unnoticed God.