- Non-Erotic Poetry
- On the Road with Roxanne
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On the road with Roxanne, no master plan
wondering where the hell we're going
on these dumb-ass Harley-Davidsons,
and wondering where the fuck we've been
ever since we were born,
wasting my life pretending to fly
and wasting her life pretending to care . . .
Washing up in Altoona, far from the sea,
bottled up like albacore in a tin can
in a little pub that smells like purgatory,
hearing a transcendent train whistle, The Nowhere Special
plowing around the horseshoe curve,
and realizing, with a painful stab of joy, that the only way out
is together . . .
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