Road ConstructionA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoRoad Construction miles of time to create tire tracks on white roads thinking is a way to travel through states of mind and the ink in the steering wheel splashes pavement in frolicking acceleration and when we get to our destination the burnt rubber rhetoric finally gets to cool and expand tread bare words in a rear view mirror of destiny left in a work zone, keyboard traffic slows down to a crawl and i wave at the flagman synonymously trying to find an alternate route to get to the end of my poem. erin-cilberto 10/28/16
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14 Reviews Added on October 29, 2016 Last Updated on October 29, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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