Miles of highway poppies, a stretch of maybe
flowers
Past Signal Hill a ways
We
were parked and searching
For a hubcap
rolling into the fields of thorn
Although
we couldn't see a thing that night
Stars
still shone
In their slowness
And
their slowness
Took us by surprise
If I never told you how you helped to
rescue
The car and all inside
Remember roads were steep and
You and I
went sliding down the grade from Gate's Pass
You asleep and me behind the wheel hovering
In that slowness
And that slowness
Has never gone away
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