From Somewhere To Somewhere

Idaho

“It ain’t all about potatoes,”
The waif girl from Coeur d’Alene
told me as we rode the Greyhound
Across the bare plains of Texas
From somewhere to nowhere.

I settled back
Into blue and grey upholstery,
Picturing days on the shore
Of Coeur d’Alene lake,
Wandering from somewhere to nowhere.

I have often wondered
At these brief exchanges,
Telling a story on a bus
As it rolls along an anonymous highway,
Between somewhere and nowhere.

Idaho