Greasy skies attract

   like mountains 

granite marble evergreens firs shoe leather

sweat and straps

boots and brown fish 

  and a hunk of fatback

bacon 

  to fry them in

a purple backpack

and

 a cubs hat Carolyn brought back from Chicago

  and a dog 

we didn't see another person for three days

  a hand drawn road sign

DO NOT TAKE FLATT'S ROAD!

YOU WILL DIE!

  I guess I'll go the other way