Sunday, November 26, 2006
why don't we do it in the road
Driving around the mid-Atlantic region has kept me from blogging. This is America after all. Our presence is requested in the car. Drive from one end of the parking lot to the other. Drive to the store at the end of the street. Drive forfuckingever to every surrounding state. Drive at top speed. Slow to a crawl with your mom blasting the heat even though it's not cold and your eyeballs are getting dry as old raisins. Drive faster than everyone. Drive in the rain, drive in the smog, drive over hillock and dale, drive in the four directions, and then drive back.
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ha. yes. bit different from deutschland, eh?
... auf der autobahn.
hey, you changed your headline! :)
hi michi,
yes, i was listening to the beatles and felt compelled. and yes, driving in the us is much different than in germany, better known as "speeding like retards into death's bad breath." or something like that.
i'm back btw. so may be back in 30/30 once i can think up a poem. smile.
i'm on day ... um 21 of round 9, i think. day 81 that is, in other - and more impressively mad / madly impressive - words. so hurry up, you! i won't be doing another one after this, i don't think. i am already braindead. :)
fkcbk, says the word verification. and i agree. you certainly have poetry in you.
:)
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