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When you drive at dusk, alone, After the corn is harvested, the wind Scatters bits of dry husk along the road. A farmer has draped a groundhog's carcass Across the corner of a wire fence And the crows have pecked out its eyes. Your headlights show these things To a part of your mind that cannot hurry, That has never learned to decide. While the car goes on, you get out And stand, with the chaff blowing And crickets in the grass at the road's edge. In the distance there is a dog barking And somewhere a windmill turning in the wind.
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