Dodge

/ briefsalvage

Wind races
through flatlands, keys
sharp lines across graveled horizons,
roads kick free from under tires,
spin backward glances to dust.
Wheels become reasons,
ways of shifting past
circumstances, steering
clear of commitment.

 

 

-May 6, 2003

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s