#303
On the Road
How could it be
So thin and green,
Three blades of grass
With a rough-hewn sheen;
Two black eyes
On its narrow head,
Raised above
The blacktop bed;
A lovely creature
Though a snake,
Long and still
And clearly awake.
#303
On the Road
How could it be
So thin and green,
Three blades of grass
With a rough-hewn sheen;
Two black eyes
On its narrow head,
Raised above
The blacktop bed;
A lovely creature
Though a snake,
Long and still
And clearly awake.