Congested highways with half built
bridges give way to folding chairs,
and people too restless to stay in their
cars. The weeds on the edge of the highway
wrap around each other and the insects
fly around them like they’re drunk.
Tying up their dogs by feeding their leashes
through rusted holes eaten through their
license plates, most of them are small
and can’t escape.
A father orders his son to give him back
the binoculars because he thinks he sees a
deer out in the distance.
When taking a closer look it becomes clear
that it’s just a leafless fallen tree.
Bizarrely shaped clouds create awkward
shadows that stretch across the ground
like leaking engine oil, and there is acid
in the water held within them.
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