Highway

L.T. Garvin

My dreams stretch along

a certain expanse of highway

where space hangs

in loops of golden unison

where the ghost towns mix

with sunflower fields

Even this flat land is

beautiful now…

me

the concrete

velocity

and

desertion

I could go on

forever

avoiding the end

pushing the limits of where

the swirl of the earth

curtsies to a new moon

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