the world is yours so take it over.
take over the road and find a farm
in Lima
where lies the piece of your heart you've been missing.
soak in the shine
of the best monday you've had in a decade
then eat the famous burgers
and sweet sugar pie.
stick your arm out the window and let your hand fly
in the rush of the country breeze.
this road leads to anywhere
somewhere you've never been
so take it and find yourself
in Bell-frickin, Ohio,
heading toward West Libertarianism
until you stop for ice cream
just because the sign is hot pink flashing
lights lined with lime
and the best butterscotch milkshake
ever.
spit your gum out the other person's window
just because it's fun to watch them jump
and hear them squeal.
then drive
and watch the sun dust the golden rowed fields
with a brush dipped in rose and lavender,
light dripping over treetops
and you know your heart is free,
and safe.
drive--
sing old 90s music and be young--
until the end of the road.
then turn and drive
back home where you began
because tomorrow is tuesday.
I can picture you so perfectly in this post. Love your poems, Jackie!
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