The Cool of Autumn

the cool of autumn cracks this shell of heat

summer splinters

scattered shards on whistling wind

headlights drawing near

on lonesome country roads

and all i can imagine

is infinite directions

photons traipsing cross

lingering mist and cornstalk


following familiar paths

arriving at the same place

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