Leaving My Hometown with Nothing but a Platonic Relationship

My mission has become a haze In these droning hours—   Snaking pavement, Grass coated medians: Another couple hundred miles, Another tank of diesel fuel, Another nook and cranny town Left unexplored by my consciousness As the gas logo sign posts, Bat me in the eye Like flies Pillars and bridges are swooping down With … Continue reading Leaving My Hometown with Nothing but a Platonic Relationship