We took off through the
states sinking into the sand.
We left no trail or trace except for
small bits of gum, oil and gas fumes.
We came upon the city
in the early morning.
Cold drunks shiver
in the street lights still dark.
We knew no boundaries
except gas money, tea and sharks.
When we left,
she told us to be safe.
Don’t drown, wreck,
or fall prey to animals on the road.
And taking off, make sure the door’s
locked and the radio works.
Keep fresh water cold in the trunk.
Keep yourself safe from the swamp.
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