Laying across the bed
in a cheap motel room
in California, Ohio
I need to get a cab
at 4:00AM
to get back into Cincinnati
to catch a train home.
I have a bottle of burgundy
which I sip slowly
contemplating my situation
There’s a John Wayne movie
on the television
I don’t know which one
But surprise!
He plays a cowboy sheriff.
I am bored
and have 5 hours
before I need
to call for the cab
I’m afraid of oversleeping
so I sip my burgundy wine
and wait it out
and wait
whittling away
the minutes
The Duke shoots
a bad guy
through the heart.
I take a long pull
on my bottle
and it goes
straight to my heart.
“Good shot!”
I think almost aloud,
“Good shot!”
As the Duke routes
all the bad guys
I dig through my bag
to pull out a book
I take another swig
and read a few pages
from On the Road
I can’t focus my eyes
on the print
but I think how good
getting home
always feels
It’s almost the best part
of the whole trip.
Going Home
after being "On The Road" - you betcha! slc
Going home is half the reason
Going home is half the reason for going away in the first place