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POEM: Gravel Road

the washboard road
sends vehicles
into
convulsive spasms–
violent shudders
that pop the wind from passengers
&
clack teeth
&
postpone words
because all utterances become
machine-gun moans

a dust plume of raw umber
slants away from rolling tires
seen across field and savannah
smoke signal of impending visitation


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