We're having a wonderful time.
It's so quiet and peaceful.
The summer dust silently
drifts through the late
evening light like coins
in an out-of-order jukebox.
Last night we saw an army
of ants scurry over the ragged
hillside of a half-eaten apple.
And tomorrow we're setting out
on a long journey just to hear
our shoes click against
the pavement like forks
scraping around
the bottom of a jar.
About this Poem
"Postcard from a parking lot" is originally from the Sept./October 2005 issue of THIS Magazine (you can find the print version at KFPL).
Jason Heroux's latest work at KFPL is the 2014 Teen Horror novella We Wish You a Happy Killday.