beside a gravel road

.

Beside a gravel road

Not too far from nowhere

A grass seed head stands tall

Next to hundreds of grass heads

.

Charmed skyward like an Indian

rope, pulsing to the wind

Bending it’s back and straightening

Over and over

.

Like all the others

It is deaf to the sound

Of the brush cutter

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