I am in my trailer
corrugated metal box
in the near quiet
of the almostcountry.
You are crammed in some
center-floored apartment
with a view
I’ve never seen.
I hope you can hear the rain.
written october 2012
poems from the center the of the universe [the american midwest]
I am in my trailer
corrugated metal box
in the near quiet
of the almostcountry.
You are crammed in some
center-floored apartment
with a view
I’ve never seen.
I hope you can hear the rain.
written october 2012