a study toward sonnet #1,316 by FisherKingKQJ
Full tank, we skid flat, right back sorry tyre,
Through California desert cotton fields,
Jacked up by torchlight, prior dusk sun expire,
We talked of steam mirages, tonnage yields.
We'd witnessed metal hybrids, future wields,
Stacked tractor trailors/diesel trains for hire,
Long haul trimmed interstate, excise in mire,
At level crossing two plainsclothes flashed shields.
I woke on skirts of winding Miami bayou,
Where crocodiles and boa constrictors shake
On flushed goldfish, your note pure heartache,
That we'd meet once again, one day in lieu.
I love you, Jimmy-boy, your link-to-land
You vouched me a cranberry harvest hand.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 land
o $10,000,000 earth
o $10,000,000 ground
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