thank you to gas gauge
for being so low
I had to turn around
from the mountain pass
and drive a half an hour back
to the last town—
no way to blame anyone
but myself,
to ask my own forgiveness
for an hour
through the narrows, the curves.
June 3, 2017 by Rosemerry
thank you to gas gauge
for being so low
I had to turn around
from the mountain pass
and drive a half an hour back
to the last town—
no way to blame anyone
but myself,
to ask my own forgiveness
for an hour
through the narrows, the curves.
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