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We used to talk about going to Montana--escaping it all, building a log cabin and making a garden.  We were going to hunt and fish for food--make rugs and hats from the fur. But look at us now. You live in the city and drive a Volvo. Goldfish in a glass bowl. You even taught your cat to walk on a leash. Can you see the sky with all the smog? I'm not any better. Living under the bridge; the only hunting I do is for cans, the rare and illusive aluminum nickel, so that I can buy *****   I walk down to the river's edge and look up at the expansive sky. I close my eyes. And when I open them, baby, we're in Montana.
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Aug 4, 2024
Aug 4, 2024 at 2:40 PM UTC
Montana
We used to talk about going to Montana--escaping it all, building a log cabin and making a garden.  We were going to hunt and fish for food--make rugs and hats from the fur. But look at us now. You live in the city and drive a Volvo. Goldfish in a glass bowl. You even taught your cat to walk on a leash. Can you see the sky with all the smog? I'm not any better. Living under the bridge; the only hunting I do is for cans, the rare and illusive aluminum nickel, so that I can buy *****   I walk down to the river's edge and look up at the expansive sky. I close my eyes. And when I open them, baby, we're in Montana.
Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read poetry from my recently published book, Rise Up Collected Poems and Short Stories, available on Booksie.com https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1khU1Mo5AKE
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59/M/Clear Lake
Aug 4, 2024
Aug 4, 2024 at 2:40 PM UTC
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