Shooting stars cut
through the otherwise perfect,
dark sky
and for just an instant,
she bleeds silver.
Driving down an empty road,
mesmerized by the abyss,
a vacuum up ahead,
and nothing worth mentioning behind.
But such things aren't worth remembering,
as no matter what road we take,
we all eventually make it home.
In the meantime,
some of us are lucky enough
to watch silver drip
from a blank sky.
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