Two-Lane Road

Perfume of honeysuckle


as the schoolbus

unloads. A teenage boy

in a blue T-shirt

bursts from doors

folding back.

The bus pulling away

he turns to face

a revving semi

and pumps his arm.

The driver reaches,

horn blasts rack the air.

The boy smiles

like a sly god.

We pass -

crescendo of engines,

doors unfolding,

going shut

like a curtain

on clear air


and the slow perfume

of honeysuckle.

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