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
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