Monday, August 03, 2015

mmcdxxxi

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.

concrete love