Energy

I'm driving back home

In my tiny blue car

Late on a Thursday night

Stuck in unusually thick traffic

Bored, I'm waiting

Minutes later the roads open up

And I hit the highway

There's everywhere to go tonight

If I don't go home tonight

I down the windows, 

Wind gets caught in my hair

My hair gets caught in the wind

And I imagine

My glass of wine waiting

My child, waiting, the lights in the hall, switched on

I take a U turn 

And go home

A million years pass in a moment

Yet that memory is clear as day, 

Of me wanting to elope, alone

Today, on a mighty long Sunday afternoon 

Hot and dreary, Mild and sweaty 

And the air hiding an immense rain, 

Drained to my bones, 

I wonder, where did my Energy go