Pulling off onto Holiday Hill…
Looking for sophistication…still.
What to find without pills for the mind?
…
Bald mountains with white caps.
Shuttered Mom and Pop motels afraid of winter’s snow.
Deadpan trail cops, uncertain with authority.
Cabins for the fancy people.
Camps for the basics.
…
Time flies by on the tails of…risk-taking fowl.
Oh, memory be kind.
Now that I give myself away.
