Dark Dawn On The Bus Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Today I saw the bright moon
And was reminded of you.
She was resting softly on clouds
And pulled the horizon up to her chin.
To my right the sun was just awakening,
Pushing back his covers.
Trees grew black and their features were lost in the dim light
While headlights, white and red
Chased up and down the freeway.
As nocturnal thoughts dissolved,
By bitter cold I was stung.
I found myself sitting half asleep,
Between the moon; between the sun.