17 miles back on some dirt
road
heaven known’s ,where
I am I don’t care much
anyhow
mountains to the north
with snow on top
met a girl last
night
even, remember her name.
Just turned on the
radio, Springsteen
riff opening up Bruce asking /telling Mary to take
his hand
they’re headed for the promised
land
screen door slams……
and a cloud of dust swirls
in my rearview
and I don’t care
much, anyhow
Drifting in and out
of these endless ruts
this land of cracks, fissures, faults
and trust
silence now, not even the wind
then the sound of life
begins
a green trail
Sweetwater, I’ve
found…………..17 miles from
anything
snassano 7-26-08
Apparently, Stand, the shortest distance between Anywhere
and Somewhere is...Nowhere. Just around the next bend. -gene.
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on July 26, 2008
... ... everything of you comes, full circle. . .. back to the beg.in.ning.. ..the faults and cracks related to trust [speaking the truth of what you are; burned to the core, but not broken] is the climax for me. .. . the delicatete workable f.laws of land and heart so permeating, so dusty dry..this makes me thirsty; can you drink rocks? how bout a box of them??? ;]
i would know your writes if you blindfolded me.
just by the touch of them. ..
intimate and personal and silently introspective.
you smell like crayons.
(\/)
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and I don’t care
much, anyhow
way out here
Nice and gentle local dialect and retrospective tone, even though it is recent past. Anyway, just some thoughts.
and Somewhere is...Nowhere. Just around the next bend. -gene.
i would know your writes if you blindfolded me.
just by the touch of them. ..
intimate and personal and silently introspective.
you smell like crayons.
(\/)
cheers,
dan