Pushing Days

Red on a red bus passes
Tonight beamed what we all needed
As we’s becoming just one of me

Lights fade the right way
Offset or not quite making sense
Like, bent
Highlighting words, the music stays
We sway

Three on a red bus passes
Today’s seams suddenly fleeting
and sleep’s becoming a mystery

Even though, oddly so
One was missing tonight, make that two
whispered ears and down by shoes

Pushed days away
Day or night or night or day?
Pulling back the reigns