Crazy Woman Creek Road

she walked down to its shores
water
it almost evaporated as soon as it touched
her skin
a little hiss
sounded the four dominant layers
the horizon
now
besides here is there, further, even further
and farthest
consisting of concentric lines

of elevation gain
all casino online nl the way to jagged Wyoming peaks

Where the biggest display of
white trashed play
was through this state
four dilapidated houses
three houses living, not much better
count em’ 8 trailer rat palaces
on and on, rows and rows
on this 2 acre lot
stood thousands of parts
different cars
construction vehicles
and farming implements
all alone
all baking under the filament sun
thrusting themselves
almost heaving with escape
20 feet from a thousands passing

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