2 A.M. Poem by Ryan Flett

2 A.M.



Trying to sleep
I hear a car
barreling down the road,
someone else's life
lightly touching mine
in the darkness
before fading over the hill.

Monday, October 24, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: car
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