Donuts at 3 am - March 30, 2021
- Gary Hunter
- Mar 30, 2021
- 1 min read
the squeal of rubber rips the silence
as a fast driver carves up the
invisible night with an extended
tortured note and skid marks
when it stops I close my eyes
wait for crickets to serenade
the darkness so my dream
can resume the chase
sprinting from another memory
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