i’ve always
feared
the Vanishing road-
hidden amid the
Sometimes trees
ten Feet HIGH
my headlights
are casting
yellow shadows
over the fine grey
Mist-
the Road wavers
like an illusion-of-a-river
and nature is
Silent
in reverence.
the atmosphere
deflates
and
a glass of Grey clouds
spill into the sky.
in the distance
a STOP sign appears
so brazenly
vibrant
amongst the silent grey
world
feared
the Vanishing road-
hidden amid the
Sometimes trees
ten Feet HIGH
my headlights
are casting
yellow shadows
over the fine grey
Mist-
the Road wavers
like an illusion-of-a-river
and nature is
Silent
in reverence.
the atmosphere
deflates
and
a glass of Grey clouds
spill into the sky.
in the distance
a STOP sign appears
so brazenly
vibrant
amongst the silent grey
world


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