Topeka

And so I left those troubles

like a gray bitter snowstorm,

spinning but then

digging and gaining traction,

passing slowly through the drifts and pelting

(headlights full of the past),

driving knowing if I drove far enough

there’d be an end to it,

the white line again,

daylight

and a first inkling of why

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