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A car passing Slowly Maybe finding an address Gray sky Snow on the road Sleet falling Untidy garbage cans Observations The driver sees me Watching from a high window Who is she in the car That drives so slowly Who looks at me here Question mark We watch each other for a pause I point ahead She drives that way I don’t know who she is I don’t know why I sent her that way Rhetorical posits My pointing was a thought My watching was a thought And she - just a thought Enigmatic asides The street is empty now The window empty Both gone Wind plowing drifts Into darkness Inconclusive resolution A circle almost completed

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Date: 10/27/2020 5:54:00 PM
I like the mystery of this fleeting encounter.
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Eric Ashford
Date: 10/28/2020 10:31:00 AM
Thanks you Caren, yes that was the intent. Glad it worked for you. e

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