i'm rolling
on route 50 heading east
with the windowsdown,
the pedal
to the floorboard,
the Beach Boys
playing loud,
and the ocean a mere
three hours
away
if i don't get pulled over
for speeding,
but i'll make
a stop
in Cambridge, of course,
just like i always do,
no different than
the first trip i made
when i was seventeen.
i've never been able
to pass by
a single Dairy Queen.
1 comment:
There is more to this one. Revisit. I like the image, arm hanging out the window, feeling the breeze --a legion of summer days :)
Post a Comment