Saturday, April 21, 2018

10,755. MILEPOST 100

MILEPOST 100
This all rolls by so quickly. 
One minute here, and another
we're somewhere else. Maybe
they call that relativity too,
but my uncle's nowhere to be 
seen. I feel idle, and singular.
Yet we're all in this car as one.
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Blue water, and crescent ice.
Off to the right, some radar
conning tower like it was 1960
and the Soviets were on our heels.

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