Monday, August 03, 2015


You’re Driving and I’m Not Pissy

We should arrive by dusk.
Arriving was never your
strong point, though.

Continue on Panoramic
Highway for 3 miles
(That’s with pop songs, FYI!).

Ah, the Ambien.  Do you not
like it when I sing along
with your favorite song?

“Welcome to America!”
you say to me.  As if I don’t
already know exactly where I am.