Thursday, April 11, 2024

the corn fields of Iowa

what about Montana,
or Iowa.
the Midwest, i suggest to her
as we pack
our bags
in a hurry, the house sold.
the money
pulled
from the bank.
let's lose ourselves in
a corn field,
or a cold dark
stream
where we can fly fish all
day,
and dream.
i tell her. grab the cat,
the dog,
and pull the door,
i'll start the car, let's go.
don't forget your wide
brimmed hat.

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