I called you from
the road
from
someplace far out
in my desolate
little universe
behind the wheel
I was out of audio books
to serve as opiates
and distract me
from
the lack of solace
I was feeling, the
unsatisfactory time
spent, the slipped
gears of a life gone
down into a gully and
disappeared
from
the planet of four in
the morning, chilly
pre-dawn of northern
Nevada
where
cell service is like
the shrunken habitat
of an animal close to
extinction, with wide
places of
nothing; where
I pace in the parking
lot, explaining myself
to your answering
machine
that
you don't know how to
use, and never check,
but only unplug to
get the flashing red
light to abate
that
western ideal of
leaving the disease
alone, so long as the
symptoms will go away
for a while, and
that is good enough
for us
so
my words travel across
the wide, barren places
to ultimately die without
having been heard by
anyone but the bleary
eyed trucker
who
sits on the fender of
an old International
Harvester, slowly
chewing down his second
egg and bacon muffin
while
I confess to machinery
and rail across the
cell tower networks
bouncing my fruitless
words from satellites
until
it comes back around to
the wheel once more, and
the long drive, and the
dreary eventual
destination.
Patrick M. Tracy
9/7/2010
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1 comment:
Intriguing! You're ideas come from "everywhere" that's for sure. Reinforces my feelings of discomfort with electronic communications by telephone. M
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