A Roadtrip Haiku
Staring at brake lights.
Wrightsville Beach so far away.
I hate 95.
Wrightsville Beach so far away.
I hate 95.
posted by Brunch Bird at Saturday, August 05, 2006
Because what happens at night is not nearly as important as what's said about it the next morning.
posted by Brunch Bird at Saturday, August 05, 2006
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