Like blazing eyes of fearsome beasts
reflectors dot the sterns
of wagons used to haul the feasts
for which the livestock yearns
the darkness is so absolute
that any glimmer seen
illuminates the rural route
co-opted to careen.
Are You Reading Me?
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Marvelous mind play
Another one inspired by my brief ride to band rehearsal, love the country.
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