The Road
followed the road
it walked me tall
it took a break neck pace
it crawled
there were people
love and hate
lay on the road
as flat as heart kill
the rains came
where the road flooded
old bones surfaced
got through
wading in
stretching out
got through
old road soon be
a short dirt road
soon enough
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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