was about to come alive
or go to sleep
when we saw a pizza & bar sign
out near the road
touching our hunger nerves
impulsively
braking & parking
at the side of the two-lane
in the company of a dozen
broken down buildings
a cook sitting out in front
of one of them
that we passed up for the pizza
the bar was
old wood
embedded for
decadesin beer & shot glasses
and when we ordered
the largest pizza with mushrooms
i can't say the thought
of dying from mushroom poisoning
didn't cross my mind
but of course that's all
long over with
glad to report
death missed us this time
meanwhile
the mountains
peek downon the valleys
in shadowy reverence
we pay homage
each late afternoon
as the aspens become
wind chimes
or prayer wheels
--- e b bortz
No comments:
Post a Comment