PROGRESS Poem by Frank Koenegracht

PROGRESS

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All the cars in the rain
whizzing past my window,
headlights on,
passing along the bend in the road,
I hope they are on their way somewhere
and are all different cars
and not a series
being sent round and round
over and over again for no reason
by the same invisible madman.

Monday, September 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: headlights
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