On 30

Trees bare

Brown.

An advertisement for Gun Town.

Highway signs

30, 27, 30

East and west.

Tall grass and cat’s tails.

Make room for semis.

Wires hanging in air

Brown poles smelling old.

A Dollar General.

And open fields

Stretching on and on and on

They are barren now.

We wait

We wait.

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dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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