I was
traveling
while sitting down.
but much more than this too.
in the landscape of the parking lot
between two jobs
I stopped to listen to the end of the song
with thoughts of baby Gordie and how he hugged me this
morning
and Christine, on the couch,
tired with pregnancy and too little money
and later at quarter to midnight walking into the
sleeping house greeted by my overexcited dog
and stepping over plastic trucks to the kitchen
some lyrics come to me. some memories come to me.
elevation.
"to the depths
of everest"
-David G.
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