Book of Joys: Liquidity
When highways unfurl it’s
always something like a smile
or joy at the ossified sounds
of engines, their constant
rumble:
you are smiling
behind the wheels,
your stomach dropping
to trail the disappearing
ground, humming
to the tune of tire and
asphalt:
she steps into stillness
and shuts the door
on another world:
they are liquid in passing,
flowing above, under,
around the
world.





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