we are speeding / down the onramp / and i see / already on the highway / cars / drowning in the      light / of the new day / sliding across the / slippery floors / slanting toward / the same horizon /      and the driver of our bus / signals / his slow lean / into the shoreline / and the gold / crashes /  against the side / of this machine / spins with the tires / pools at the windows / wraps full circle /  around the bus / until we too / are drowning / in sunlight / and now / it is leaking in / through the  exit doors /  and  gathering / at my feet / and the man / across from me / is waist deep / his tie /  soaking / his full suit / ruined / a glittering mess / surely he cannot / go to work / like this / man  made of / tungsten / and summer / and since / everything / the light touches / is family / we are        all comrades now / this whole swaying highway / a full ship / of distant relatives / all drunk / off        of morning / a dawn / kissing our sails / awake / our bodies / in full shimmer /  a good part / of        the city / spoiled by light / useless / and shedding / and brilliant / and i imagine / heaven / to be a  place / like this / where / for  just a second / at a time /  the world is glowing / and painless / and  pulling / in one direction / the faces / of our mothers / sinking / slowly / into the sky / and  everything beneath / lucky.