DRIVING JOE HOME

 

I love my Friend

out there on the highway

driving Joe home

With a beat up truck

she rounds the roads

the conversation confidential

Quiet and Momentous

all that matters now

is Perfect Resonance

One last mile

or six hundred

doesn’t matter

what the distance

Ashes to ashes

dust to dust

in the pavement and prayers

and hearts we trust

Cancer gone

baptized by the fire

of an intimate funeral pyre

and soon back to the soil

from which he came from

I love my Friend

for she’s

Bringing Joe Home

 

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