©2021 Michael Raven
this rainy, not-quite-autumn day evokes the urge to drive anywhere, with asphalt-wet-whisper flowing from the tires to ears to find some forgotten-highway-byway left behind in that rush to rush just to drive to the twist-wend-sway of trees garments prepping to shed them oak trees they greet me waving in the wind

You’re in my head. Well done.
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