We drove in silence,
as we always did
when we were going to a place we hadn’t been before.
Those other times when we arrived at where our faces were known,
we would take turns picking from the selection on the MP3
rejoicing our voices
in two-part harmony, at times missing the mark,
then breaking down in laughter and the ensuing conversation about who messed-up first.
Today was different.
It was not a silence between us,
it was the sound of the unfamiliar that resonated.
Sure, we’d gone on long road trips before, but
in all those other for-instances, we knew where we would end up,
we could pin-point it on a map, but
today was different, for we had no map,
we had no clue to where we would be spending
the night, beit a truck stop or roadside motel.
We didn’t need to pack very much,
we didn’t have a carload of the usual stuff,
only a photo-album and our birth-certificates.
Just those keepsakes that made us Feel.
But I don’t know what good it would do,
except proving we were were married and we had been born.
I don’t know what good it was at all,
since we were driving further away
from where the tsunami was expected to reach when it hit the mainland.
Today was different, alright,
because we both knew that the seas would keep driving
further than the gasoline would take us in the car.
And those birth certificates…
they were to become our death papers,
if there were anyone left to read them.
-dld October 26, 2010
Tuesday – We drove in silence.