This is dedicated to my gramps.
One second I'm a sunset crossing Judith Peak
Orange and gold cascade along a green border
Blue grama sweeps through endless car rides in long breaths
Lungs filled entirely of prairie flowers
Scent seeping into red seats
Narrow dirt roads chased by wild horses
10 mph around triangle corner
Telling stories of when your aunt gracefully dumped the truck in the ditch
Then just like blue sky becomes grey storms it was gone
Emotions crackle from cloud to cloud in high voltage screams
Tears flooding my childhood home with the white trim
Yearning for the taste of over-bu...
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