Poem A Day: Stikeleather Road (A Snapshot)

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Blackbirds spread glistening wings
Fly into blue;
Abandon a twelve-pack by the roadside.
You always knew my desert places.
While "thunder wishes it could be the snow,"
I'm wishing I was someone else.

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