Tire Marks
Tire marks-
the tires sunk deep on the soft soil
I walked on the raised mound
guiding the grass and dirt
into the tire thread mark
one direction
and then coming back
squishing the soil on the other side
to where it belonged
a few more times
in a few days
the grass will heal the wounds
and nobody will ever know he was here
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