After the Election

Not like a celebratory champagne cork
but like a valve punched through a piston top
we head south and west

Through San Antonio
past Medina on HWY 90
highrise pick-up trucks
at the Gas & Shop
Proclaim football hero sons:
Travis 24
Minimi 17
in white vinyl on blacked out
rear windows

No one around here’s
expecting much to change

Further west we traverse the Brazos
along a steel span just a little older
than Polly or me
one hundred feet below
a diagonal crossing
centuries old
(the plaque says Old Spanish Road)
asserts a continuity
in this motion

The only thing at this moment
is indeed to move
The Davis Mountains rising before us
caught up in motion and change
I cannot gauge time’s register

© W. Joe Hoppe

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