snow again
without warning
the idea of tombs
of trailers along
the side of the highway and
the lives trapped
inside them
the distance between
home and lost
do you remember
how far we drove?
200 miles only to find
the front door open and
the bathroom floor smeared
with blood
200 miles only to
leave again
only to come back to these
few simple rooms
without light or warmth
all of that time spent
going nowhere
