June Port Bridge

Benton Falls

he walked along the side of the road. 
head held down. 
he watched a truck drive by. 
with arkansas license plates. 
he passed the june port bridge. 
and threw a stone. 
down towards the water. 
he looked into the sky. 
where the power lines had made their escape. 
in a town with only one road. 
it's hard to complain. 
it just stays the same. 
so hard to find. 
so hard to find a way out