we want to get there

we ride
all night in the old car.
we drive
and drive.
i'm at the wheel,
you're asleep
head against the window.
there is nothing
to see.
trees and billboards.
it's dark.
the road is quiet.
the vacancy signs
are everywhere,
dotted neon.
we don't want to
stop.
we want to keep going,
keep driving,
straight through the night.
we want to get there.
who doesn't.