Saturday, February 23, 2013

MEDIUM TWO-TOPPING


Pizza in the backseat 
when I drove freezing cold roads
through mountain villages 
between pines and boulders
golden-browned crust 
tomato sauce spicy hot and your texts
on my way home from work.

You were the first coast that I touched
in my voyage of self-discovery
the dock that made every other sea unchartered 
the landing that I've looked for ever since
until this time that I'm in the front seat 
three years past and on sea legs  
eating Domino's again.

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