Sun-deck

Sun-deck

A Poem by LoLo
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Something 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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