tour, july - august two thousand and nine
i drove the last some odd hours through
paradise and ypsilanti.
no cruise control, old after two
hours - en route to motor city.
eli and nate and chris and luke -
asleep since we left milwaukee.
detroit welcomed us like a spook
living in an empty factory.
guards greeted me with their flashlights.
day started to break and when salt
from sweat fared well to the last night
i fell asleep on the asphalt.
this was for simons, no?
ReplyDeleteit's a solid, sensory piece. what did your class think of it?