2 clippings from Jhb
puffy little clouds
in joburg long
past midnight
somewhere on jeppe st.
in a july winter
we danced and
argued with
undercover cops
over traffic laws
for Americans
like me
floating nowhere
drifting anywhere
we'd get lost
for hours
even with a map
****
feeling the strain
in mid-october
(post-amy biehl)
going back to mmabatho
coming back from
joburg in the middle
of the night hours late
hopelessly lost far
north of our usual route
I remember driving through
the low mountains on the
deep curving roads and
singing joni mitchell to
try to feel sane
- Rose