"Open Your World"

Easily said
from within a town
you rush through at 50
even though
the sign says
35
flanked
by broken truck cemeteries
dirty dishwater
houses
paint chipping and
gutters drooping off --

You must say this from behind
your paraphernalia
sparkling and winding
magic trinkets
propped in your patch of yard.

Would I succeed
in the same 900 square feet
without spinning wheels or
stationary flying things
with my old 9-by-11
a novice organ for a tool,
so diluted by talk in grocery stores
and small-pond politics --
"yea" if suffocated,
"yea" if not.

Remove fact --
introduce
relativity.
Please tell me
how windmills and pictures of globes
opens the world up
for me.


This is a place
flanked by rusty tin cemeteries
where you rush through at 50
even though the sign says
35