Thursday, June 16, 2016

Straight Ahead: 36



Straight Ahead: 36

Soup-gray sundown... not a twinkle
of silver coins or a kid's starry wild rag.
Blacktop is a song for the lonesome:
midnight, no headlights, whiskey-flight.
Above the north pasture, a scream of crow.

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