fragmented americana

Fragmented Americana

A car
with boom
box music
vibrating out
of it
& the
windshield wipers
working on
a sunny
day just
cruised by
the driver
well into
his 60s
bifocals
drooping mustache
close cropped
gray hair
clutching the
steering wheel
with both
hands his
face consumed
in misery.

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