Last November

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