on mcknight road
angry
maybe even drunk
monster hummer roars
from bankruptcy court
all the way to taco bell woodchip landscape
sitting still as lincoln
navigator flex fuel illusion
i smell predators
planning designing assaulting
every earth diagonal
turning lanes up the ass
but no sidewalks
my feet find
an anxious paranoid opening
i run
--- e b bortz
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