Look over your shoulder for the hustle of words.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Roadtrip Lullaby

Squinting and humming;
the radio's on, the bass rattles like there are
old moths in the dashboard,
a little hive unsettled.

Squinting and humming;
I flip down the visor, curl my hand under yours
and together we bump over hills -
quietly.

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