hinarising

Greyhound Bus Route to West Virginia

Old windows in a setting sun,

The cobwebs of America

In town after town,

Emptying, buildings and homes

Crumbling, dust colored

Communities disappearing

In a brain drain of place,

An American country culture replaced

With a fast track to the modern world,

Main veins streaking north, or east, or west,

Money heading south to invest

In shinier buildings made of glass,

Bigger malls and beach house class,

American relics

Falling to the ground,

In place to place,

And dust to dust.

Karen K L Espaniola          July 10, 2014