Giving Heartache a ride to workbyDeepGreenEyes©
black ice dawndrive
the battered tractor trailer.
For 30 seconds we keep pace
The empty chicken truck and I
Hollow steel cages stacked ten high
A single white feather
blasts into the whistling wake.
All day I am occupied
meetings about meetings
and is that fucking computer still acting up?
When I finally climb to my cutting car
sealed and inert at last
When I finally pound my weighted BB brain
with an exquisitely-selected playlist
(Did you know you have your own post-us playlist now?
La Cienega just smiles and says "see you around.").
There it is
with hunkering raspy creatures.
When I accelerate into January
I am avoiding their wild eyes.