what makes you breathe…
warm May evenings
driving fast with the windows down
Allman brothers blaring
half-smoked cigarette hanging loosely in the ashtray
roads winding through the wooded hills
of North Georgia
Wild Ferns carpeting the roadside embankments
dusky sun mixing with stars and darkness
black, blues, and orange
asphalt wet from the late afternoon rain
steam and dreams rising from the road
carrying me into Summer, straight away.
this is why i endure Winter.