driving slow and easy
along the quieter streets,
shadow and sunlight quiver
in the mild summer breeze,
an open-car-windows
kind of tuesday morning.
the not-so-long-ago voices
of texas singers,
with the magic of CDs and speakers,
sound familiar as laid-back neighbors.
Climbing guitar riffs
tumble down like winding waters,
and this feels so good.
this feels like home.
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