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a trip between here and nowhere

 


driving through mid
Ohio

the earth as flat as
a depressed
mood

passing by rows and
rows of maize

stalks standing tall
and straight,
proud historians
of rain,draught
and plenty

and up from the
dirt, roots, past
ears that
cannot
hear

rise the voices of
long dead farm
hands
whispering
their secrets to
a periwinkle
summer sky
and a corn silk
gold
sun
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