Black ice Death survival: ROKKIMAUNTENSUTAIRU

a rebirth on the tundra roads
our ship was tossed into a ditch
a moment left with no police
to kill the lights
and get a grip
a push, a prayer, knee deep in mud
thank god for the drum rug
we are living ghosts
with hay and clay
my boot brown leather
roadside grey


Denver, Valentines Day