Pickup Truck

StrayBray Jaramillo

Riding with my father 
In his pickup truck
Drinking a beer
And listening to Tulsa Time

He describes James Dean
Philosophically
I listen while tapping my foot to Werewolves of London

We rent a boat at Gig Harbor
Ride a wake as far as we can
I take a picture underneath
The Tacoma Narrows bridge

Driving back we put on Jelly Roll Morton
And I feel warm
Give me my father and the country 
And I feel just right.

  • Author: Stray Bray Jaramillo (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 16th, 2018 11:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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