Sun-deckA Poem by LoLoSomething I wrote about an interesting thought that occurred late one school-night
from where I sit,
below the concrete wall of my terrace, it could be a river that I hear incessantly moving in fact, it astounds me now, how similar the sound of two major freeways meeting is to the sound of something like a river are they both so timeless as each other? does a river have more or less of a beginning or an end than The 5 or The 8? and then I remember the irony that is the san diego river itself, as it cuts first under The 5 and then follows The 8 east indefinitely as far as I know and perhaps the same way that I can't distinguish the sound of the cars headed north or east from those headed west or south, I cant distinguish the freeways from the river itself perhaps I only thought that I knew better than to think it was a river to begin with © 2012 LoLo |
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Added on January 22, 2012 Last Updated on January 28, 2012 |