Last November - Lackthereof

I’m arriving in style

More importantly, alive

And there’s something

To be said for

Surviving

These days by car

After three AM

November

God, we’ve been in here

Forever

Running out of ways

To sleep in plastic seats

Glowing hotel sign

It is out there

Somewhere

Going, going, going, going, going

Somewhere

As always

I’ll assure you

It’s the last time

That I’ll leave you

Until next week

If not sooner

I’ll at least wait

Till after dinner

Somewhere

Going, going, going, going, going

Somewhere