Routes

My car drives down
dactylic, dappled roads
Warm and friendly are they
in sync with ocean breezes.

My car swirls around
routes so frequently taken
hiking with nature
searching for havens.

The days are charming
like the prince but onyx
hazes; they remain to stay
no matter how many times
I check the weather forecast
these hazes linger and they prevail.

I try to sign a deal with
the tempest but the tempest,
refuted my compromise-

Vindictive, with all her might
she swamps me; aggravating
her heinous typhoons

And past the debris
I soar, car ravaged
yet, I continue.

(L.)


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