Sunday, April 25, 2010

NaPoWriMo: April 25

Roadtrip

Stop signs. Signal lights.
Fields with new shoots.

We check on crops.
They grow. Maybe they're

just shoots and don't know
or haven't realized yet

corn takes the best of us,
a growing straight out of time

into a field of orchids, not corn
but lovely for it. She knows.

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