Homebound
Desert flowers drench the roadside
Route 12 gone at high tide.
Heard they busted another one,
Fly high.
Barrel smoking like it’s on fire.
Moonshine.
Illuminate the lifeless fields.
Cherry wine.
Dripping from the cactus leaves.
Dripping from the jagged teeth
Coyote thirsty from the heat.
Rubber tires melting,
seeping through the cracked ground.
Crickets singing,
They’re drowning in the sound.
Homebound.
Copyright © Blurrie Vision | Year Posted 2021
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