MOONSCAPE
Nothing in the world
makes me sadder
than an empty drive-in
theater screen,
in a field full of weeds
that will never re-open,
and yet it is weirdly
beautiful,
like a roadside shrine,
and filled with the same
holiness.
If I pull my car over now,
I can let it wash over me
for an hour or two,
and then leave,
baptized.
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