Yesterday's Weather

Inspired by Driving Across Texas

 

One summer they drove through Texas forever.

A merciless rain pursued them.

Battering, beating, pounding
Cascading through the ragged roof of the TR3

Inside, they had already drowned in silence.

The passion they had mistaken for love extinguished by a long winter, a short spring and a steady diet of canned corn and river water.

(The Rio Grande is not for drinking.)

Weary wipers struggled in vain to whoosh the rain from the windshield.

They drove on blindly.

 

Anxious to be someplace else. Desperate to be someone else

Author's Note

Old poem -- but I changed it from first person to third. If you read the previous (deleted) version, maybe you could let me know which is better.

Reviews

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I thought it would sound better if it was written as this :

"Anxious to be someplace else.
Desperate to be someone else"

But that is just my opinion, you can ignore it (laugh)

I like this poem...fickle-minded people.