trees and telephone poles

Static replaces CBC
and wings skid across the windshield,
as the highway takes us past Nobel,
flanked by walls of rocks opened north
by men who breathed stones into their lungs.

These walls are painted now
with post-prom spray paint:
LEE
Carl 2001
Emmaly 2006
GK + TR
I love you Jenna
letters still drunk on stolen rum and Mom’s diet Coke.

~

In response to your yesterday post...

Above slightly burnt shoulders
that are buried now
in dug up sweaters,
eyes narrow west
sunglass-less and squinting.