After twisting & turning
for 2,000 miles, only
for the reward of a 50-mile view,
& s-curves of the road left to travel
back down,
I found myself in Death Valley
on a road so straight
that the vanishing point
vanished.
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4 comments:
Thanks God you haven't vanished in this vast valley.
thank goodness there seem to be a slight bumb ahead...
beautiful place, and picture, and poem. Bravo cousine!
I think I lived there once....but I vanished.
Thanks for writing this.
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