Riding The Rails Of Disparity
The approaching rain
sends the wind ahead
to ferret out the secrets
on the undersides of leaves
It will follow soon
to write new clay bank legacies
random notes
for necessary melodies
And here I am in its path
besmeared in disparity
expectationless
but ready
My only regret
all the Butterflies
that I have killed with my car
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