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Pike County, Indiana '98

a wide flat dusty road becomes a
soup of hydrogen, carbon
as engines are left to rot

there are

truths scratched in the dirt.
empty crossings on corners speak of
transportation for the dead
old and broken down

this is

the burden of time
to see vultures wait for rust
as ghosts carve the valley 


You did a really great job on this. The title instantly draws you in. As I was reading it I could almost feel the dirt clouded air on my skin. I really like line 8 the best. "Old and broken down" seems like a fitting detail for the setting. Looking forward to reading more!