I careen past the first ramp
onto 85 on my morning drive,
I go around through Christmastown
and up Riverside Drive
to exit 26, where traffic thins out,
a fourth lane materializing
against the wall at the Chick-Fil-A exit (27)
before 485, the perimeter, feeds in,
before the airport. Sometimes
I get off there, Spidey skills
sensing traffic, instead of
going all the way down
to Billy Graham, sailing past
the airport, sipping my coffee,
preparing
to step into my day
on campus.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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