She was at a coinflip crossroads
burning cheap gas on a daydream
she was running to somewhere -
she was seeing double and she had to pee
down to two cigarettes and she was dying for a beer
it was 2 A.M.
she looked for a sign, a light , a falling star
just something to guide her .
so she stopped -
and got out.
she had never felt a night so dark
the wind was fierce and she still had to go
so she did it right there in the middle of the road
and she laughed out loud with only God and the coyotes to hear.
and stood there with the wind messing her hair
and caught herself ...
for just a star , a sign , a light to guide her
and she went back to her worn-out car
and found a look-away quarter and turned to the east
a tear in her eye .
it was all she could do
because all she had to do -
was get through this night
copyright 2011 Robin Christopher Amaral