also tabloid, a driving range’s plaque
as when sandbars drop-off, this
question mark over time’s oriflamme─to this─
I’ve no quarter given
but taking needles highway, granite narrowing
each side owing the road their explanation
each tunnel knowing sirens to satiety
a rain tent folded right, this day, blinders off
in the look of a just-broken mare
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