Car Thoughts: Poetry by Craig Patrick



take any exit that leads

beyond the line of trees

that guards this highway

like occupation soldiers


past construction zones

and horn blast hysteria

speed trap surveillance

and brake light surprise


toward the low-lying sun

that marks the horizon

like a lidless eye

or better still – fly


for the sake of rising

above the power lines

and glide around awhile

until we’ve had our fill


of land and sea and sky

and find a place to land

in the paint-peeled rafters

of an ancient fading barn


or up on blocks, perhaps

in a dilapidated car

let’s sink down deep

into the sleek back seat


like a pair of nesting pigeons

considering the significance

of a universe that holds

the last two secret stars

Craig Patrick is a Washington DC-area writer and musician whose work has appeared in Algebra of Owls and Praxis Magazine.  When not writing poems, captioning photos, or naming fake bands, he writes and records guitar-driven, synth-tinged, multi-hyphenated power-pop under the name Giants of Diving.


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