How the night fares

it’s a late night fare
that time can’t buy
distance haggles a price
for the sake of safety

meter on
tank full
greetings made
enter coordinates
end destination

attention to detail
creates depth
appreciated through
patience and persistence
the ride may be over
but much has been learned

Thank you for me

i would love to thank you,
but you did nothing for me,
sure, in spirit i took
the essence of a being,
but not of being.
i don’t see why i should thank you,
but again, you are a part.
just as i am a part,
we all make it work.
i’m getting sentimental over the
miracles of life.
and i guess, what the hell, why not?
as far as i know i only get one.