fast clouds

this is about the fast clouds, and the way the sun rippled down the road in pivotal convergence. this is about the pink blossoms and how they baptized the shoulders.

of the road.

ok, maybe this is about the road. is the road calling my name? to the sweet eternal springtime blazing by, embodied in a moment so visceral it whisks your breath away like you had never had it?

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