Let's drive north

past the exit ramp
that returns us
to the formstone
bungalow all shady
with pin oak
and diapers, soiled
plates and the
neighbor’s son
dealing dope
on the corner of
Church and School.

Let’s drive past
the ramshackle five
and dime now
a dollar general
and the Purina plant
where horses burn
to chow and glue
and hope exits
at the five o-clock whistle.

Let’s drive north
where air moves
dustless, stars break
through god’s detritus
let’s drive until
the asphalt peters
out the sun kisses
the ocean green
and baptizes us.



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Prompt=Let's ____. Somedays I just feel like driving until the road ends. Peace...