They Thought I Was Attempting To Breakdance

corcoran over country roads
before it rains i see a two red birds

playing on the side of the road
almost like a dance where it was

just a month ago a layer of mum snow
now as i passed a seeming endless

place where living and dying is freely exchanged
over the fields as far as you’d care to see

marked by every fence and
animal dream

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CM Evans