To Take the High Road
Parking lots
Pumping out
Paranoia,
Hypnotized
By flashes
Red,
Yellow,
Green.
Metallic messages sprint
Off on all fours.
Yellow and white
Warpaint dashed
Upon that stone cold face,
Direct the drifting thoughts,
From synapse to station,
Over the concrete waves.
Parallel to the rivers,
That savage animal
Runs through my head.
Pumping and pooling,
Circling the drain
Of parking lots.
Turcotte, Jennifer. "Copy of DSCF0081" 14 April 2009. Picture. FHS Poetry 2009. 27 April 2009. http://fhspoetry2009.blogspot.com/
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