Get Your Premium Membership

Yonder

The car was half drunk on gasoline and there was a case of gin in the back road maps and railways were leading us astray high on fumes and caffeine headed off the wrong track singing baby, baby let's run away Don't you remember that dream lost in a place we never seen baby let's run on forever lost in a place we ain't seen Healers of sins on the radio ain't got much for their stereo Pass another Daniels we've got a long way to go such a long way to go Hand claps over vinyl sandals picking up dust a bottle of Jack and it's final we've got a good thing in trust Fill up the car with gasoline let's head back off before they find us I hear the west is lovely this time rolling away on rust

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs