Drive away
Ignoring small hills flat land extremes
Sowed, ploughed, wait to farm
Here, there, some trees have survived.
Tractors, cars, silos and truck or combines
(In motion, left alone, abandoned)
Equal in number; the calves, cows.
I think past, the yester, or old days
Moccasins and forests; and feathers.
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