A poem on the memory of driving from New Orleans to Miami. My band had played at Mardi Gras and our next gig was in Miami. I took the night shift drive.
Pink Elephants on the horizon.
Liquid zonker the night before,
but now come the delusions
playing on the approaching sunrise.
Halfway ‘tween New Orleans and Miami.
with the cassette player.
Pushing on, pocketing doubts and insecurities.
The next exit, the
Setting my limit to each milestone.
working these decisions,
around in my head
The road is where you first taste the insignificance
that the stars whispered to you as a child.
There are so many of us.
The weight of importance dissolves
watching the cars carrying all those dreams around.
Tail lights blurring in my eyes.
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