the
rio grande bicycle trail
has
a vanishing point
the
river might be murky here
but
eventually the sun will show you grace
never
quite sure when everything will change
and
the thistle will make you bleed
the
city encroaches
the
rims are cloudy & coughing
freeways
snarl through
concrete
makes a hard heart
rest
assured the wild
will
have its own designs
--- e b bortz
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