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On the Run

Toll Roads Free Ways way free ... Westward ho coast-to-coast gargantuan feat of asphalt and tar america's holiday inn your host ... Dawn driving hulking sleeping mound of? apparitions ... its only a mountain breathing deafening the murky desert air ... dawn pollution? Colors! whose names escape me ... purple - magenta - rust - gold - whatever green comes with Reno. Scratching eyes yawning abyss of highway night light blinding dim ... dim ... dim, ya jerk! Whew. Sleep, drive, eat, crap ... gas station constipation antiseptic standard sign of the bowl machine grinds miles flash next time ... I'll Walk.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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