the road to Carolina and Jodi

i haven't

had a good piece of home made

cornbread

since

Jodi moved

back to North Carolina.

same goes

for sweet tea,

and barbeque.

she never stole my heart,

but she certainly

planted a flag

in my belly.

i'd salivate just talking

to her on the phone

sometimes

and begin to sweat

with hunger.

i can see her in the kitchen now,

with her big

apron on,

double tied and covered

in flour.

it might be

time for a road trip

back down old 95.