Embracing Winter - Thee More Shallows

Know how the sprinkler makes great arcs low and up again?

It’s like a curbside ode tracing the trim wet lawns

To the sewers and drains

To the rivers and lakes

To evaporate and return as rain?

We barreled a car across the state

Wore out our tapes

Halted on salted roads

Between receding lakes

The wind clipped through the reeds

The alternator shot

The dashboard lights shut off

The car was dark

We began to freeze

We drummed our hands on our knees

A tuneless tone marked for home

Came through rhythm free