Cleveland, Ohio

I’ve been to Cleveland.

I drove through the rusting part of the city,
Vigilant in my rusty Chevrolet.
Evening sun shining in my eyes.

Blue skies wait somewhere,
Even broken skies break sometimes.
Easing away from the east,
Nearing that dirty river.

Today’s trip is through Cleveland
Oh Hi O, cleaved in half by the Kayahoga.

Cleveland loosen your rusty ties.
Losses come and go,
Even when we think we won.
Vying for a title;
Easing away from the east.
Long has my shadow preceded me;
A stretch out skeleton,
Now attached to the wheels
Drumming across a rusted city bridge.

And I’ve been to Cleveland.

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