Teksty: The Casket Lottery. Vista Point.

Last year this drive took me South,
but mostly moved me.
Everyone slept but me and The Cure.
We guided the troops through
the mountains and woods that night.
This year, new crew, same drive...
no rain this time.
All of our worries in life
eclipsed by three rocks in the bay.
Some vista point on the redwood highway.
Salt and pepper sand,
and a handful of my best friends