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Oblivion

On a hazy August afternoon

Two dragonflies dance above the reeds

Next to County Road 31

 

These two specimens

Whose family has been around

For millions of years

Arc drunkenly back and forth

In the rising hot summer air

 

Until that Peterbilt rig blew by

Doing a good eighty miles an hour

Then, oblivion...

@baffled poetry