Richmond, Indiana 1971
Just an album-side away,
through a hundred fields of corn,
down a road so ten-mile straight
that you could turn off your headlights
and drive highschool-blind into the promise of an Ohio night
through a one-light, two-state town
where the train-track line legislated space
and turned time into a difference of opinion,
Oxford sang the siren song of
three-two beer, bar bands, and college girls
shimmering with impossible mystery
and smiling the “Please God” mirage of somewhere better.
