More Signs

from Ghost Trucker by Joshua David Ling

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The night air was still upon their route.
Not even a little breeze.
Melanie lay cuddled up in the passenger seat,
As he drove steadily, and with ease.

Now that she had drifted to sleep,
He flipped on his radio.
Hoping to find a good station,
To keep him alert and on the go.
He flipped to the first channel on the dial,

“I’ll never forget the songs we sang.
I’ll never forget the games we played.
I’ll never forget the times we had.
And I owe it all to you.”

Mike changed the station,
He hated that song.
But it buzzed and crackled,
And before too long,
It repeated those same four lines again,
And he punched the radio
In frustration then.

““I’ll never forget the songs we sang.
I’ll never forget the games we played.
I’ll never forget the times we had.
And I owe it all to you.”

Melanie stirred at the sound of the punch,
And the swelling of the tune.
Then Mike tried to turn it off,
But the song fought through the gloom-
Of the night, and the darkness around,
And and began to grow louder
Than every other sound.

“I’ll never forget the songs we sang.
I’ll never forget the games we played.
I’ll never forget the times we had.
And I owe it all to you.”

Melanie stirred as Mike grew cold,
And the noise continued to grow.
But Mike had to hold his wheel tight,
And keep his eyes on the road.
For even though he felt no wind-
Against the sides of his rig,
The overhead roadway signs quavered,
And started to do a jig.

Melanie screamed as one fell down,
And Mike had to swerve to pass.
Others began to melt like butter,
As they went under an overpass.

“Just hang on!”

Mike screamed aloud,
As they rocketed down the road,
And Melanie closed her eyes shut,
And tried to be brave and bold.

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from Ghost Trucker, released February 24, 2021

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Joshua David Ling Augusta, Georgia

I am Joshua David Ling, and I am a storyteller. I’ve been telling stories ever since I was a wee tot in diapers. Mom and Dad couldn’t stop me, no matter how hard they tried. Of course, it didn’t help that I had a steady diet of Narnia, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and other anachronistic tales that instilled in me a sense of wonder, longing, and chivalry. ... more