"Driving Alone at Night"

How strange
to be driving alone at night,

arriving, alone,
at darkened windows.

Snoring relatives
in their separate bedrooms,
soft, sinless eyelids
shutting out dark,

and I'll have to say
goodbye someday.

How strange,
turning off the engine,
creeping up unsteady stairs,
I hear their rising falling chests,

and someday our divide
will deepen,
breaths will rest
without understanding why.

Swallowed,
as they breathe
and dream,

strange,
like driving alone
at night.