An enormous motorcoach,
Length of house and width of bus,
Is stuck in the sandy mud.
A park ranger’s SUV
Is parked, disapprovingly,
Nearby, candy lights twirling,
But engine off, no siren,
Silent, more disappointed
Than angry. What kind of fool
Drives a white whale off the road
And onto the mesa grass
To camp on protected land?
Everyone wants to escape,
Nobody seems to know how,
Not the hermits in the hills,
Not the off-gridders, preppers,
Billionaires wanting to park
Their utopias on Mars.
There’s nowhere to escape to.
You’re stuck living here for life.
Good luck driving off the side.
Thursday, March 21, 2024
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