Sometimes I don’t make it

Back home

But stay out

In my seat all night long

Deeper and deeper

I drink

Most nights I perish,

But sadly,

Fail to die…...

Crawling along the floorboard

Moving with the rhythm

Of the shadows cast by the outside headlight

Stalking slowly and carefully

Something ahead

I’m only it’s vision

A dance done every night

With no winner or loser

A no contest contest

But life is a stake

Death moves swiftly

She moves her small frame gracefully

Placing each leg carefully in front of another

Until she attacks

And the dance i...