This Highway’s No Home

Curdled milk clouds
after-Christmas crowds
zombie skin sky
separated lane divides,
the year is decomposing
and the golden nugget
headlights are fool’s gold,
‘cause this highways no home
and these roads, no jackpots.

© khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved

Finally made it to my destination after a wicked and winding drive down south. Two days behind the wheel, and now I can finally say cheers to all of you.


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