Iphoneography and the Open Road Poem

Iphoneography, Open Road Poem

The Roads Less Traveled

We turned off the main highway
summer break
because that is what we do

She wakes us better than the rest

I’ll tell you why-

beyond the steering wheel
past the bugs splattered on glass
across the dust-covered hood

we live but a moment

Boulders, bunnies and rain, no lights

this is where we truly live
where no one lives anymore

Just like us now
stuck in cities now
dead-end jobs now

dazed and empty of desire

The road less travelled promises redemption
with each
blind
curve

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