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& we grew so             sick                  of              driving
heard Blurred Lines like 5000 times                sang to Royals about half as much
sand in your car from my soles & the palm tree bark I stole
kept leaning         knocking my feet
I found the tiniest shell.                        we saw a poorly memorized play of colonial times.
buxom woman angry as hell.          we almost stopped into a sprite's apothecary.
we met Shelley the woman then her as a man the next morning.
we saw a drag show          & were saved from luring eyes by Skye.
jug, box, and bottle of wine.                       running through the cemetery at 2 am,
falling on the stone steps,         your elbow ripped and bled.
we saw so many animals on walls, doorways: deer, pheasant, bear, fish.
we saw the baseball bat from hell.                 the golden boy david standing in early early
morning, modeling but admired by only us, awake in the street.

in  D.C. we lost the patience for traffic
in D.C. we couldn't park to see the Lincoln Memorial

in D.C. we met a cute girl with dreads from Michigan
in D.C. you smoked in stalled vehicular frustration

we drove under a mountain, we took turnpikes.
   we posted pictures so our mothers would know we were alive.
I stayed up for hours looking at Skye's sketchbook & felt romantic about
all this creativity inside us.

in Raleigh we went to sadlacks and barely heard men yell about their
wives to us in earnest. Why did she leave?? he asked.
on the dance floor a Puerto rican ballroom dancer confused you:
who was the leader & the follower?
at beaseley's we had chicken & waffles.     should have got your picture
with Mr. Raleigh Gosling behind the counter.            
in the Holy Rose we bought stones for our siblings &
Skye talked about her grandmother the occultist, painting astrology charts.
Rich gave you jasmine, how did he know. his wife was a libra.

we saw where Lincoln was shot and where the movie Lincoln was shot.

we drove through the night to home even tho your aunt tried to get us drunk & unable to drive.