PAD 28 It was a blank and blank night

It Was a Long and Frustrating Night

When we drove cross country,

you’d insist that I keep you awake

and I’d fall asleep and dream

you were running off the road.

I’d whack you in the ribs

and you’d yell that it wasn’t

you that was asleep.

Or we’d pull over at a rest stop to doze

and I’d wake up in the dark thinking

I was driving and try to slam on the breaks.

 I’m glad we don’t do that anymore.