deer sun

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The exit signs move in and out of sight
With haste
On the road to a place near Scranton
Those in the
Right lane
Become distant memories while
The leaves begin to ignite into
Oranges and yellows
An owl lurches on a powerline as
The sun begins to search for a place to hide
From the spirit of autumn
Before a new moon makes the forests
Particularly forbidden