Cows spilled all over the freeway
by another amusing anecdote
on the traffic report.Cows standing, dazed,
the carcasses of their traveling companions
scattered around them
hinting at something,
something they can’t understand
yet obviously important.While more things they can’t understand
zip by
too fast to catch
or even focus onyet, again, obviously important.
These cows know
there is something they must do
RIGHT NOW!!But they sure don’t know
what the hell it could be.
I can’t tell you how often
I feel like a cow
on a freeway.
Originally appeared in Pearl, currently appearing in A Poet is a Poet No Matter How Tall
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