Weekenders

watching an early weekend

hang-glider floating, swirling

slowly above a trail of red lights

an arc of yellow silk

shifting away skillfully

from the power lines

into the violet haze

of exhaust from

a thousand cars

the clearest radio signal

brings a solo guitar song

to carry me home

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