by Beverly Ewart
KEEP OFF MERIDIAN, the sign says.
Every
car following car following
car
obliquely salutes with OBEDIENCE.
The
sun warms our red van
and
I have
meridian
dreams.
I
WOULD stop
if
I saw a turtle
or
a stranded cat....
...
My mind wanders all over that meridian,
where
there might be money in the
grass,
or
a smooth snake disappearing around a bush,
or
a note to someone, flown there
from
someone's dash out an open window.
UNAUTHORIZED
VEHICLE - my mind...
I
can't keep off
meridians.
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