| | a selection of haikus composed on a 9 hour drive
from west farmington, ohio to charlotte, north carolina
amish youths walk by
blue shirts with open collars,
smoking cigarettes
the motorcyclist
slowly waves his left hand -
his wife leans in close
he eyes his mirrors -
i must be drifting too close
on this country road
two hundred twenty miles on
interstate seventy seven -
two hundred fifty five left
the sandwich you made
filled my head and warmed my toes -
that was three hours ago
xenophobia -
not trusting others is what
keeps a nation strong
i have developed a small obsession with the amish. i told kari that if she ever died unexpectedly i would quit my job and become amish. which was maybe not the most romantic statement i've ever made.
happy belated fourth!
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| | Posted 7/7/2008 11:42 AM - 19 views - 1 comments
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