Tuesday, November 12, 2019

As the crow flies















As the crow flies

This black being 
A gas station appearance
Intersection traffic
Horns and lights
Sunset shortly
Walking on stones..
Ignoring noisy polluted
Starts and stops..
A stoic warrior
In our time of
Desperate seeking..

Then he flew 
As sunlight waned..
Wishing his
Transcendence...

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