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Deep Sea Route 66


Like fish tank gravel, cadmium,

the motel drive pulsed in the neon

pre-dawn and we swam

through thin strings of fog

like fish through plankton, carrying

the baby to the car, cast

in back the diaper bag, secured

the luggage rack.

Flinching like a giant squid,

an early cyclist veered in light cones

from our bathysphere,

and in the corn-fed dusk

a grain elevator loomed ahead, a wreck

in bottom silt, but for its points of light, 

conveyor ramp a-tilt.

The nether planes of Nemo’s face glowed

chartreuse in dashboard light

as he craned into the unknown,

eyes wide.




Casey FitzSimons