there are many roads around the airport.
some dark and haunted.
others bright and busy.
they criss cross and collect,
following the contours of places
we, mere mortals, aren't allowed to go.
chain link surrounds parking lot,
parking lot surrounds warehouse,
warehouse blocks view.
but the car is
comfortable,
with tunes under control
and the map upside down,
comfortable...
there are no other places I would rather be.
1 comment:
and I
felt safe
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