Pipeline Boom Town 4th of July

Pipeline Boom Town 4th of July

A thousand miles from anywhere, the parade rolls through town. Egg toss, log rolling, a drawing to win a Lund skiff and a 25 hp Evinrude. Auntie's smoking at a corner table in the Totem Bar and Uncle is in town with a hefty wallet. Money to fly Big Macs in from Juneau. Money to saw logs for the house. Money for the divorce, money for marriage. And tonight we sip root beer from the hospital auxiliary booth and dance in the street in 11:00 p.m. daylight waiting for the darkness, waiting for fireworks to blast against the mountains.

* This poem is from my digital poetry collection "Slick" which you can find at whiteknuckle press.com