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American Summer
Poems written while traveling.
Slouching Toward Miami
When I speak the words stumble from my mouth as if shorn by a lawn mower removing the audible top end. At the empty counter the rental car clerk is pleasant and somehow exceedingly slow—all I can recall is to avoid the HOV lanes. Transit then presents itself as quarrelsome at best prior to the deluge of a sudden curtain-like squall. Already I begin to compare this to the many glorious lives led on a couch. As we drift along the turnpike, much like the tender motions of low tide in the tidepool—wipers in panic as time flounders unmoored. back | ToC | next
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