A Mood

half asleep staring out the window on a

late

late night drive

the small talk and the low

hums

of the radio distort time

in your head, dreams of the jet lag

and the long hours at customs,

echo a past trauma, giving way for a

sigh

of relief

pitch black silhouettes of coconut trees and warm humid breeze

cradle your last thoughts

and trails

away...

into the thicket of what once was