Red Canyon Petroglyph, Detail
In a Red Toyota
How I see myself bent head inside the window of a car
At a standstill
Red light, bushes unmoving by the Post Office,
People inside unconcerned with who you are
Or who they are it seems,
But maybe it’s you
Who can’t see daylight yet, consumed
Still by what isn’t but may someday be,
Consumed by errors made that others would laugh at
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Zeke Sanchez