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September 16, 2014 Leave a comment

When I turned my iPhone back on as we taxied to the gate
preparing for a dash for my connecting flight
a voicemail had arrived:

The following is important information about your flight
which has been cancelled due to an earlier cancellation
due to weather in your area.

And this is how they told me I’d be emerging from the airport
an abstractly secure place with seemingly no connections
to the city around it

and negotiating with a native american woman
driving a Honda Odyssey with Super 8 vinyl lettering
do you have rooms?

And still I felt safer there than I’d done the day before
in a sterile concourse lacking only the words
FOR YOUR PROTECTION

on the sterile walls. Only the voice of some Orwellian god
droning every few minutes in the interest of airline security
all passengers are reminded to…

do nothing as you would do in a normal sort of world
and yet the interesting conversations with strangers
are so often in a seat

strapped into an aluminum tube and hurtling toward something.

Pantoum: Mass Transit

April 14, 2012 7 comments

The sun was starting to get a little low
when I parked the car in a parking deck
in Jacksonville where I took Southwest to Oakland
We stopped somewhere in Nevada Read more…

Bright Spot in a Dark Commute

April 2, 2012 Leave a comment

A bank called Friend
A cyclist going the wrong way
Buildings loom in their neo colonial backlit splendor
Let Your Child Skip School And You’ll Be Talking to the DA
a sign tells us from the parking lot of a casino the Governor couldn’t shut down
And there are signs everywhere: personal injury lawyers,
drugs, promises to help break bad habits.

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Direction

September 6, 2011 Leave a comment

It was always such a lonely road
horses cars bicycles then in later years
mostly pickups and tractors
I never saw no one who wasn’t
from around here until

the people came with little screens on the windshield.
Slick sports cars eighteen wheelers
drivin’ hard to get somewhere else
I had one stop to walk up to my porch
laughing – is this the road to Destin?
you’ve got to be kidding, old man.

I said I didn’t know – I’d never been.

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