Shenandoah is a quiet place

Radio voice is a dark interruption.
We, no more
than static (escaped)
from river & woods &
going back.

Interrupts day (ride)
where roads and conver-
sations are finely spilling
clouds or just plain null.

Float from mountains,
like dust, the way our tires
pile as ash and grazing
cows will pile as ash.

The way his eyes hide behind
a hat brim, how she
misses you at 3a.m.

The road is quiet at 3
but not this dense, as if
on the verge
(loss)
(numbers roll)

like roads
mountains or
radio

finds a place
in darkness like
a barred
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