Isolation in a Passenger Car
I descend from the higher Rockies to Deer Lodge, very much the high plain. At 3 miles sun reflects from a window. The land coincides in its one identity, except this window soon to bounce its light to dialectical dark of the cosmos. Personally I can not challenge the sight. Greedy for the compensations of space, I refuse to broadcast my fugitive fantasy of my isolation at rest in a passenger car. But for beauty, I rue my caterpillar pace slowed on my itinerary, too short of...
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