The curved steel window frames
rusted monsters
suspended above the land,
throwing sheets of white water silk
on the soybean’s hanging dark green tongues.
Black fins cut past a wall of
bleached standing corn.
The dinosaur curved trunk releases
dusty white clouds
into the steamed air of a baby blue sky.
Greased rubber tires rule
the width of this empty road.
And the thunderbird dreams on.
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