1 minute reading time (100 words)

Escape From Ellenville

a child of highway and wine

still doing what I did

decades ago. Jazz and the sad momento

following me through town and hamlet

city and scape. Monk's mood and Trane

blowin' by the riverside – finding the notes

coursing the curves. The sun in the East, then West

rising, falling like love itself

bridges, streams – the four way stop.

She tailgates w/lipstick. Monk approves,

Trane bops free – rising, falling,

like love itself

Always in the foreground, back – always on

the downbeat, sixteenth, whole rest,

left signal, right – like love itself

particular, pesky. Of wayward origin

and design. Stick figure shadows

dance en masse. Post road, turnpikes

thirty-two bars, and out.

—First published Panolopyzine, 2017 

Ping Pong
Topeka
 

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Wednesday, 19 December 2018