It's 3 AM. I'm driving
on an empty highway.
It's daylight.
The road's disappearing
around me, eaten up
by clouds.
marriage--
no more fear
of entrapment
but a form
to be free in
It's 3 AM. I'm driving
on an empty highway.
It's daylight.
The road's disappearing
around me, eaten up
by clouds.
marriage--
no more fear
of entrapment
but a form
to be free in