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AugPoWriMo 3

Becoming convinced 
roads around here
stay under construction
for no other reason

than manifesting
eternal turnover
traffic as a standstill
evidence of the sudden

clearing out after an event
you would not expect
would take forever
however another detour

around the next corner
witnesses the same distress
damaged cones upturned
left lane closed merge left

pay no mind to the blinking
lights advancing along with
the perfectly fine tarmac
orange figures stand listless

unsure what they are looking at

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher