#Poem The Path

The Path

The sun is over-exposed
it burns out pixels on this gravel path
Puddles glare like a poor camera
used for so long your eyes have got used to it
A jogger puffs past
drumming her hands to earphone music
I need some muslin
a filter
tone everything down a notch or two

They must have laid cinders first
then piled stones on top
A truck has been through
churned out a four-foot-long rut
edged with black mud mixture
marked by bicycle tracks
When it drove back
you can see it overlapped onto the grass
Maybe I should sit somewhere else


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