Late Night Red Light
by Bob Gallagher
There's no one around, no one to care.
Yet still, I sit and stare, in apprehension, fear, and excitement
at the luminous red orb above.
Ahead lies darkness.
The left and right are less ominous but quite possibly as dangerous.
The well lit, cliffside roads of yesterday and yesteryear are all that
occupy my rearview mirror.
There's no one around, no one to care.
Yet still, movement is something I dare not dare.
