Friday, September 01, 2006

What happened on the Eighth Day?

I drive home in the crunch.
Traffic northbound a wasteland
of brake lights and bumper stickers.
Strange parallel lines inscribe
Black memories on gray pavement,
Curves exotic arrows of intersection.
Deer jumping freeway? Crash up ahead?
Sudden disturbing past memory?
Unexpected. I ask myself with surprise.
What did God do on the eighth day?

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