Provincial Archive (The)
Before The Forward
pack yourself a drink and a jacket for the road will be on cobblestone not gravelin the city, your homeand me, mein a motel downtownbring all your thingsand some paper for writing downwho you think you areyou left your windows opento the swallows and the snowbut this place is hardly emptyexcept your bedroom dresser drawersmeeting nameless public servantsin the morning with your mailaddressed to a range road near a highwaybefore the forward down the railme, mein your snow covered yardbring all your things and some paper to discardthis is who you are
From Letras Mania