Frances McCue


NaPoWriMo #1
April 1, 2013, 8:24 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

The American West

Ten-Sleep at the wheel
And no one is confident.
Long ways speeding,
Farm truck, farm truck!
Little spitty Honda
Out of the roadhouse
Parking lot. Jesus.
Our beloved driver
Ten-Sleep and his long
Way round to Butte or
Bozeman or Hellgate Canyon
we pat him at the shoulder
Flick his hat a bit, and slip
Into hoping
for Ten Sleep.
And he smiles with
All the devils ahead of him
And none in the car,
Take them one by one,
Ten Sleep, we know who
Just the very who who
You are.

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