Friday, March 23, 2007

Outlaws

We drove
And drove
And drove

The sun crisp above,
Flat road ahead, and
The rear view mirror empty.

We'd quit our jobs
Freedom seeping through
Our bones so much
Money in leather bags
And I drove fast, but not
Too fast.

At night we slept in motels
Listening to thin walls weep
So much news so much ESPN so much
Pain.

In the morning we drank coffee,
Ate pancakes and bacon.
The morning paper was filled with
Bad pictures of us and when I read
Aloud you giggled and kissed
My picture in the paper until the
Cheap ink rubbed onto your lips
And when you smiled, your smile was darkness.

We drove on
Until we ran
Out of land to drive upon,
And at the end of all that land
We made love
Until the ocean gave way and
Let us walk on through,
Holding hands.