nebraska
I drive across northern nebraska in silence because no music fits the lonely landscape.
I crossed into mountain time when i realized i was chasing the sun. I hadn’t known.
The sun dropped out from a flat black cloud and coated the pavement with orange before towards the horizon.
I am driving away from my home. My mind is In the park, on the street, in the subway. I hear them say, everything happens for a reason. there’s a reason.
i think: i don’t know. and i continue driving in silence.
The sun is getting away and lights up the edges of a black sheet of a cloud. lightening spreads across it.
there is no one, nothing on the road. i think a car is behind me. it is the moon. bouncing in my rearview mirror. bouncing in my side mirror. big and orange. bouncing. i look at the big flat cloud ahead. a car is behind me. only the moon bouncing.
