Driving and Drinking [North to Parowan Gap] (David Lee)

Today's is a poem by David Lee.

There is a whole range of poems that begin like this - with literal directions on how to get somewhere or do something. I like that the directions lead to a reminiscence of N's first bout of drunkenness.  It's often like that, isn't it? One thing simply leads on to another. It's just as the last line in the poem says: "any time you find a trail off a branch / you follow it . . . "

Favorite line: "and he knew but I didn't"