Headlights
surge across
the pines
the wind is merely the aftermath
vaulted skies
synthetic tarp
the synthetic tarp barks!
well kept dog in the distance
tries daily to be free
lesser mythological cabana
house dream
white shack vamped
re-damped
broke lamp
questionable camp
grounds are bleak says one
there's a quartz leak says the other
All the way down the dusty road
to meet at a dead end of faded white linen
blazing red embroidered tampered tantrums
temperate contours in the night
with ease, a lizard in the kitchen
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