it's a time to talk, when he is driving,
the radio is only static, it's dark and
we have a couple hours to go.
the red lights extend well ahead of
us, flashing brakes, stop and go, our
conversation bridges the moments
of silence that can linger in restaurants,
preoccupation means missed opportunities,
when you didn't even see what was
coming because you weren't even
listening, looking or learning.
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