Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Evergreen Road

I keep seeing that Whitetail in my headlights
The one that wasn't there - then was
Arching over my hood
Like some desperate ballet dancer
First one
Then three more
All at once
Over and around me
Then gone
like ghosts
over the drifts
of the Canyon snow
I had to pull over- my hands shaking
Seeing my breath
measuring the cold moments

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