winter poem (for newsclippings and rowens)

[rowens]

I don't really like Americans as much as the American countryside. Though there's not much left of that where I am now. I don't know how many times I wanted to sing "American Woman" by the Guess Who, and mean it.
When I've got an American away from other Americans with me in the secluded American countryside, that's when I fall hopelessly in love all over again. And then I'm trapped again.