driving
near midnight
sand blows in from shore
hotel after hotel
vacancy in neon
shoreline serenity
all along the bay
lights glimmer dim like stars
not a soul
its been dark for hours
twenty seven degrees
earlier a halo around the moon
leaves have fallen in the driveway
clouds press down in deafening darkness
winds cut through my hat and jacket
the house a mass of shadow
porch light's out
inside everyone is sleeping
I haunt the empty rooms
my toes ache
sliding in thin socks
across the cold hard floor
and yet there is a solace
in the silence of this hour
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