Part One: The New York State Thruway, or, There is No There There Is There
No matter how far north you go You never seem to move. Even though your cruise control Keeps you at 75, You feel that you are standing still On tidy humming 3-lane thrum Past the green-white nowandthen Of place names that are hard to spell. Faux rustic rest stops promise respite From the mindless... Sign in to see full entry.