NITE-DRIVING

Erector-set giants stride across the landscape,
arms outstretched or upraised,
bearing cats-o-nine tails,
snake-haired Medusas.
Red-eyed bodies, moving on a nite highway
leaving white tracer rectangle trails of
square poots from gas-filled butts;
single, or multiple glowing eyes along the roadside
glare out their warning of detriment
to going there;
alien shapes glow to warn of something unknown.
Several hours in the dark of the Interstate
can be totally disorienting, hologram-like;
distorting what was once familiar
into grotesque mystery.
Ancient night sky compass, when referred to ,
restores perspective and stability until daylight.
Thank goodness for the daylight
when life returns to normal?

IMA c 1999