Eat At Joe’s
we slept in the back of our
Honda Fit across the road
from a swanky bed & breakfast
a ridge across the middle of the car
kept either of us from sleeping soundly
while birds with laser guns warred in the trees
I don’t wear underwear & I’m too overweight
to change in the car so at one point
I was naked on the gravel at Parsons Marsh
we started on the road trip with -$100
in the bank and $100 in my pocket
enough for gas, one meal at the Heritage
& then some bread, cheese & pepperoni
to eat on a blanket in the car
faces lit from time to time by passing headlights
in the morning we ate omelets at Joe’s Diner
the one from the Rockwell painting with the cop
& the kid who should have been allowed to escape
there was a signed photo of John Williams on the wall
which reminded me that I first saw Star Wars
at a drive-in not too far from here
now: a coffee shop eavesdropping on the locals
picking out the ones we want to befriend
when we finally escape PA & move here
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Jason Crane
10 May 2019
Lenox, MA
Note: It turns out I wrote a poem with this same title back in 2012.
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