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Monday, March 30, 2015

Montana (If Only)

Rating: 4.5
We used to talk about
going
to Montana- escaping it all,
building a log cabin and
making a garden.We were
going to hunt and fish for
food- make rugs and
hats from the fur.

But look at us now.
You live in the
city, and drive a Volvo;
goldfish in a glass bowl.
You even taught your
cat to walk on
a leash.
Can you see the
sky with all the smog?

I'm not any better;
living under the bridge;
the only hunting I do is
for cans, the rare and
illusive
aluminum nickle, so that
I can buy booze.
Every penny I make goes
for
smokes, wine, or vodka.

I walk down to the
river's edge, and look up at
the expansive sky.
I close my eyes.
And when I open them baby,
we're in Montana.
Thomas Case
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love lost
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COMMENTS
Jessica Stubbs 21 July 2015
I really like this. It reminds me of Nirvana 'Something in the Way. I think we all wish we could get away from where we're at.
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Thomas Case 30 March 2015
Here's a shameless plug. The picture is of the cover of my book, available through Barnes and Noble. com.
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