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Wednesday, August 7
Highway thoughts pt. 295
Down the chute of nature
shoot we complicated machines
humans cased in metal boxes
fighting for inches. Speed
along in bubble galaxies,
my comrades: let the slender V
of open sky above, and fog
on the early morning highways
remind you of your souls.
August 2019
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