Outta Idaho

Soggy cigarettes in my back pocket,
standing in rain-soaked socks

as a car pulls up with a man in a hat.
“Where ‘ya headed?” and I reply

“Anywhere. Gotta get outta Idaho.”
There’s nothing here but sheep

and fields and fields and
we’ve eaten nothing but potatoes

for six days straight. “Maybe the coast,”
I say and climb in. “Heard its nice there.”



  teapartiesonneptune wrote @

I like this! :)

  rallentanda wrote @

This made me so nostalgic…did a lot of hitch
hiking when I was a student…it was not so dangerous in those days.Great photo..enjoyed it!

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