they're Canadian,
tracking due west over
new growth red tip,
pollen spitting long leaf
and the waterway
of Echo Farm Golf Course.
I've got coffee brewed
for my eldest, who seeks
a wife today.
His Chevy half ton trekking
due west to Atlanta,
tracking a computer connection
from a Kenyan lady.
His alarm is
double past snooze,
the spaniel knows somethings up
even if he isn't yet.
It's first light now,
if this is a promise prepared,
we pray for sure election.
On the road to start a family,
Abraham, Joseph,
there's been some travellin' done.
I hear a zipper
close the duffel bag,
this time it's my
son.
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