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January 23, 2023

Nap

By Wayne F. Burke

Nap

slept lying on my back in the
parking lot
behind the Credit Union
under fierce blue clouds
thick as pillows
and full of rain
that never came --
no one run over me
or beat my head in
the tar warm against my
skin
the curb stone a hard cushion
but welcome one;
I woke to the sound of big
trucks up on the highway
their baffles
a stuttering beat of
drum.






Article © Wayne F. Burke. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-10-15
Image(s) are public domain.
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