Poem for the Day: My Red Buzz-Box

My Red Buzz-Box

On the first night,
I sat in both front seats.
A robin ready to wander the linear road.

I drove out under a cloud-ring of sky
and with a sigh unleashed Emmy-Lou Harris
on the console.

Passing motorists heard my song,
and inhaled at the power beneath
my feet. Unloosed and headlong,

I surged into back streets,
matching anything with overdrive.
I took a right, then a right, clicking fingers
back and forth to Boulder to Birmingham
as if this was the only way to un-knot
the silence of the night.

I was one hell of a country gal
dressed in my red voluminous coat.