09-05-2022, 09:04 AM
Flattened (Retro)
It wasn’t the scenic route.
There wasn’t one. -- indeed
In Saskatchewan, the earth is still flat— Still?
ask the locals. -- I read this as low-key shade for the state of education in rural Saskatchewan.
We rolled west over beige carpet, -- wheat? alfalfa? dry grass? Just curious.
where the sun sets from noon ‘til midnight.
It would burn your eyes out -- how would a perpetual sunset burn out the eyes? Perhaps you mean that the sun was a-blaze from noon till midnight...?
if it weren’t for the bugs;
specimens like you see pinned in museums—
exploding on the windshield, diffusing the light. -- gross and vivid
In shifts, we scraped bloody windows
or rested bloody eyes.
Tomorrow, there would be mountains to climb.
I wish the piece was longer -- I imagine you have numerous anecdotes from the northern latitudes that would delight and disgust. A road trip is a good way to unfurl a narrative...
It wasn’t the scenic route.
There wasn’t one. -- indeed
In Saskatchewan, the earth is still flat— Still?
ask the locals. -- I read this as low-key shade for the state of education in rural Saskatchewan.
We rolled west over beige carpet, -- wheat? alfalfa? dry grass? Just curious.
where the sun sets from noon ‘til midnight.
It would burn your eyes out -- how would a perpetual sunset burn out the eyes? Perhaps you mean that the sun was a-blaze from noon till midnight...?
if it weren’t for the bugs;
specimens like you see pinned in museums—
exploding on the windshield, diffusing the light. -- gross and vivid
In shifts, we scraped bloody windows
or rested bloody eyes.
Tomorrow, there would be mountains to climb.
I wish the piece was longer -- I imagine you have numerous anecdotes from the northern latitudes that would delight and disgust. A road trip is a good way to unfurl a narrative...