A scene of desolation like a film apocalyptic
With empty streets, buildings bleak and forlorn;
A breezy scrap of plastic scuttles like a crab;
Unruffled, stoic gulls stand and stare.
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Come and let us take a slow drive across town,
Dodge confused tourists, be polite at four-way stops,
Zoom over the boated Ashley out to the beach road;
Don't fall off;
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Banged-up pickup truck
Parked near the pumps
At truckstop cafe, travelers
Peering in at a baby deer;
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In morning sky unfurled, a seabird soared,
And puffed above, a monster sphinx held sway;
I meant to tell the girl who worked at breakfast
Her visage did enrich the promised day.
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The assiduous vines of this foe
On the edge of the yard where it grows
Will soon cover most anything near
And believe it or not volunteer
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It makes you utter an expletive,
Or it makes you get a cliche of goosebumps, or
It makes your mind go giddyup,
Or it makes you laugh out loud, or
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Screaming like demons
The Rebs came on a run
Hell froze over
An order was undone
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I have a strange theory, strange
As multiple dimensions in string theory:
Spirits can see what we see
When we think of them;
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After they finally met
All that remained of her
Was a raven epithet
For the days that never were.
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Antietam Creek when I visit
Your Cornfield and Sunken Lane
Your September flowers
Are ready for a picking.
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