A roof from 1946 to todayA Poem by lee von cleef
Route 66, Flagstaff Arizona
Indians die, Cops load em, Livestock, Alive, three abreast, Free in the Back seat of the cruiser cage, Take the long way to the station, Full of hard cuts, stops, swerves, zigs, and zags, Railroad Tracks. There on the roof, Club 66, Turquoise, Lead based paint. Empty bottles hidden chest deep, Thunderbird , Twister, Mad dog 20 20, Screw-tops long gone, There on the roof of, Lives lost. Get your Kicks on Route 66. © 2013 lee von cleefAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 19, 2013 Last Updated on October 16, 2013 Authorlee von cleefARAboutGood morning,Thank you for stopping by. I like to write,I like to layer a story into a poem,I want to crack through to the reader,add emotion to life, theirs and mine. more..Writing
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