The prettiest gal in Michigan...A Poem by Coyote PoetryAugust new poetry number seventeen.The prettiest gal in Michigan.. (August new poetry seventeen.) I kissed the prettiest gal in Michigan and She told me, Johnnie, the quiet poet. You write about everything, you write about your great adventures, maybe you need crazier in your life, more adventures. I kissed her again, enjoying the taste of the beer on her lips and I told her. Maybe we need more adventures, maybe we need the doors unlocked and the open sea and the great forest. Maybe we need to tell the world, to f**k off. Show our faces again. The prettiest gal in Michigan, please follow me, we will find the highway 40, we will travel till we reach the Pacific. Let’s find the California sea, where the waves are never tamed. She smiled and she told me. You talk the talk, do your walk the talk? We have nothing here no-more and let’s become Gypsies, love-making fools and find our real voice again. Our real faces again. Coyote © 2022 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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