Everything I want to own is in my car right now:
three plastic bins, a guitar and a backpack.
I'm a long ways from being a nomad
riding the rails, following the great herds
but I'm a gas station and a reason away from anywhere.
One bin is pants and jackets.
One bin is shirts.
One bin is books, dvd's and pictures.
I keep miscellaneous Best Buy suburban necessities in my backpack.
I'm happy with the little inconvenience
of making room for a passenger or two,
though there may be a few small digs
about the clutter.
My car is a closet,
for right now
I live in it.