blind curves

July 12, 2006 § 1 Comment

a red truck pulls out in front of me at the end of a straight away on one of those blind curves in Pocket Canyon and after reaching 35 miles an hour in third gear, never once wavers off that mark, annoying the hell out of my importance until with nothingbetter to do I notice the immaculate &empty except for a spare tire truck-bed and a silver haired missus in the front seat and watching it track for miles down the road without a lot of fight or bother, I get the feeling that the man with the silverhairedmissus in a red 1967 ½ ton ford pickup truck has been traveling this stretch of road in that damned truck since before I even learned to drive

and it feels just like when my brother used to pull my panties

up short

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