Simply The Best

Time to be driving is

Starting before dawn

Descend into the local

Travel center, sparkling

With prismatic lights

Like a diamond under

Bright lights on black velvet

Get a quick whiff

Of the diesel fumes

Fuel for a long ride

Clean the windshield

In the cool brisk air

For as Ziggy might have said

Happiness is a clean windshield

Grab a hot black coffee

Buckle up and mosey on

To capture the sunrise




Wait….scratch that

Eke out the awareness

That you are nothing but

“A virus with shoes”

– Bill Hicks

On a gigantic large sphere

(Gigantic is relative to ???)

Speeding through the cosmos

While rotating at a high speed

Knowing that, like a playground

Kid pushed spinning carousel

Its centrifugal force “should”

Technically be throwing you off



“Sunrise” you realize is a

Geocentrically made up word

To satiate the ego of its own

False self importance that it may

Only thinks it is at the center

Of its own universe when it

Is merely a tiny tiny tiny cog

In a colossal ever spinning wheel

So yes driving at that time

Is simply the best because

You are most awake and aware

And get to contemplate

The meaning of a “sun” “rise”

In all of its beauty and splendor

Forgetting each time you

Are trying to come up with

A more descriptive or accurate word

That would explain the experience


Where this should have stopped..

Nope

Perhaps……..

Mornglow for what we
Perceive to be a sunrise

Eveglow for what we
Perceive to be a sunset

It could even be used in the
“Fiddler On The Roof” song

“Mornglow, Eveglow
Mornglow, Eveglow
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Mornglow, Eveglow
Mornglow, Eveglow
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laiden with happiness and tears”

Once it enters our lexicon
It could envelop our consciousness
In an evolutionary push towards
Understanding infinity

Simple stuff like that

Seems a tad more important than
Binging on our favorite TV show


“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin