Versuri June Port Bridge

he walked along the side of the road. head held
down. he watched a truck drive by. with arkansas
license plates. he passed the june port bridge.
and threw a stone. down towards the water. he
looked into the sky. where the power lines had
made their escape. in a town with only one road.
it's hard to complain. it just stays the same. so
hard to find. so hard to find a way out