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Up here in the high desert of Wyoming
dead rabbits splatter the road.

Perched atop telephone poles
crows eye them hungrily.

They, the crows that is, would
be fat and happy.

If this California traffic
would ever cease.

This was written by Robert Herring. Posted on Saturday, August 1, 2015, at 8:06 pm. Filed under Books. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.