HAIL the rolling stone
off Road between Interstate
and country Road
oh, of Eternal Coeternal
highBeam lights on the road
And she held the steering
wheel while I seemed to be
escorting a Queen of the night
red carpet-lit traffic lights
a thousand miles to go
And in a prank for Frank
i said London maybe Bora Bora
and Barcelona for it’s fubol team
maybe Paris in a ferris wheel
ferrets buying distance with
their feet and Peter with a
convertible said i got a thirty
millimeter and Smith with the
sacred song says brooks beneath
that washed my feet //and if
a faith you profess caused
this colossal mess i say the
Year of Seasons come and go
and when you awaken from this
coma you will find yourself
in Oklahoma and presented with
a Universal blan of Nature mind
the weekend road trip keeps moving
and no map with plans keeps us
in check a wreck of mixed living
so i love the weekend road tripping
:: 09192015 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 