Sunday, July 7, 2013

the california coast

road trip poetry. 

i fear that a rock
nay, a boulder, will decide
to fall on my car

drive through this tunnel
i cannot spy the end
fuck. i forgot to hold my breath. 

this just might be
the most beautiful
i will
ever see. 

i've done this drive more times than i can count now. it never seems to lose it's magic. 

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