Sunday, February 15, 2009
interstate
a glass world
swerves
time outdoors
with a twinkie
a huge quiet pattie
flying down the road
with no wrapper
the earth bends
a cracked wave
just repair the corners
our back's alive with pebbles
coffee
and a big white truck
we speak directly
with phone poles
sleepless moments
with a helmet on
there's a lot
of construction
to do
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