The road home is blurry

The day was lazy and lingering.
A stench that just hung over the week
Clinging close to the skin
Suffocating with the irreverence
My strength devoted to tasks beyond the week,
The mindset to stay saved for the weekend
The Friday night glaze being handed out
By the armful at the tavern
Most were arriving there
But just as many leaving
With wistful goodbyes
The drink ravaged piled into their cars
An adventurous and mildly fraught ride home
Drunk before sundown
The honor in itself
A defiant look worn proudly on their faces
Gun straight road
Bordered with the precessions of oaks
Towering along either side
This the gauntlet before us
The cars danced merrily
From one lane to another
Late afternoon sun
Draping long sullen shadows
Across the windshield they loomed
The light play met with swear and squinting alike
To repeat the folly a nightly occurrence
To break the cycle a weekly battle

The road home is blurry

rowand

Sydney, Australia

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