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October 13, 2014

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Doin’ the Dollar
Hookin’ in hard
rainbow heat streaks on exhaust pipe chrome stacks.

Doin’ the dollar
on along through the day,
wheels dust rill spirals,
rigs slowing at last.

Checkin’ gear before sunset’s last feeble light rays,
dwindle to nothing,
expire for the day.

Lost in the gloom of twilight n dark,
shadows loom,
movin’ slowly,
only tricks in the dark.

Rollin’ along,
lights cutting the night.
Axles gentle hammer
marking time from last light.


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