James Babbs

Malaga Mural

“Malaga Mural” by David J. Thompson

Yes, Oh, Yes

I live where corn fields grow
surrounded all the time
by lonely stretches of road
spaces between the houses
like oceans
stretching in all directions
plenty of darkness
and plenty of silence
where you can get some thinking done
and I like driving at night
out to the middle of nowhere
before parking the car and
gazing up at the sky
and I like it the best
when I’m all alone
when nobody knows
where the hell I am and
I imagine myself
stranded on a desert island
with plenty of food to eat
and an endless supply
of cheap red wine and
no chance in hell
of getting rescued
what a beautiful
beautiful dream