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                                        long
                                        road

        the bright sunlight splash-splsshd
        across the street perched

        on telegraph poles
        across telephone wires as

            cars
            ebbed
            away

 

the warp and weft of ebb from the days when some cars were painted ochre and road-traffic was already acquiring its own saturation of speed all amidst the hatching of verticals and horizontals, a heady mixture for a gazing teenager wondering not only what it was he has to do but also within which direction

 

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cars wormhole: ‘in my car I pass…’
sound wormhole: Journey