Tarmac Meditations #106: Solid Gone

I was workin’ a race today outside of town. Something on the edge of vision caught my attention. Stared and without quite realizing it took the shot. I recognized an “urge for goin'”, a fleeting thing about bein’ down the road, “bankin’ off the northeast wind”, bein’ gone, bein’, you know, like solid gone. Some runners came over the hill and it was back to being here.

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