Like driving through a floating world.

like driving through a floating world
pink sunset in the puddle clouds
that splatter the trees
under my wheels
like everything has always been this way
just the road, and you and me
and the radio playing that stupid song
into the pavement-tinted air
us not really going anywhere
or even feeling the need to
just laughing pink
and gazing out the window
as we careen around the rising moon
and off the edge of reality

                 -AC Missias