rolling
down the avenue
heading
for the ohio river
or
a backup horn on a backhoe
feeling
its way below
the
asphalt
for
a runaway section
of
clandestine pipe
a
lone crow struts across a flat roof porch
and
you wonder where the murder is
no
one travels alone anymore
the
maples are doing their best
to
cover up the scars
the
dog has his nose in the air
but
hasn't made a sound yet
lots
of school buses for waiting students
and
refugees
but
no drivers
are
you ready for another election season
---
e b bortz
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