A few thoughts on the future of Americana, exploding population centers, Banana Ball, and what I'd love tomorrow to look like...
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From a Road-Tripper
A poem about the lower 48 from an American who loves to drive
“American Midnight” – Day 27 of National Poetry Month
Imperial street lamps to untamed starlight, Striding in the unsafe carnival Drunk on the unnamed attitude Sober in the sight of enemies Dangerous in the eyes of friends Restlessly metropolitan Sleeplessly middle American Nervously coastal, As the store fronts close, were already closed, stay open Where the news reports, is received, is made Sleeping the … Continue reading “American Midnight” – Day 27 of National Poetry Month
