Driving Through the American Dream

Streets are long, here where the town shifts into linear ranks of commercial blocks out-pacing the moving cars. This is America most everywhere. All that can be seen from a car screen lays its naked desires out in the pale meat of the indiscrete. Strip Malls blot a Lego landscape, corrosive ribbons stretching on to a somewhere just the same. Nail salons and 'gentleman's' clubs signs of a bankrupted and built-in redundancy. An undertone of yellowing urinal reek. This dream we made to be us, always finding what we seek.