The winding country roads have no illumination,
Just a line to stay safe
On one side at least.
My mind is screaming stay awake,
But a new form of tiredness is upon me,
Exhaustion, peace, desperation for sleep,
All together pulling me astray,
as the hospital, and dad, become more distant.
Eventually, I pull over, leaving the dismayed cars behind,
An opportunity to pass,
And the pressure of my needy awakeness subsides,
For a moment.
But soon I am home,
safe and resting.
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