Road Kill
Sanctified
Red moon dominates the eventide landscapes
Surreal against the mid-winter backdrop
There is nowhere else to look
Magnetized focus
As she rises gigantic above the horizon
And I am held
Still.
Driving country roads of slush and solitude
Making my way
Home.
There’s something out there
In Coyotes secret world,
Stringing farm field to farm field
Forrest and river
Dotted houses set amidst
Lit up for all to see…
Passerby’s
Squatters.
Deer trails of ancient passages
Where others follow
While the silent winged ones listen
As they have forever.
Do they see me?
Encased in metal
Spewing fumes of ancient forests
As I race across the landscape
Faster than any coyote can run?
That our worlds meet at all
Are only shown in road kill
And sudden endings.
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