Bottleneck Plot

idling on an asphalt river,

I saw what first appeared

to be rows of vehicles, yellow

from sunlit nurturing.

no,

I was resting in a field of sunflowers, metallic

in procession with the wind

blinking, right or left

transmitting their desires to those around them.

I thought,

how caring of those star-imitating blooms

to care about my safety

as I started to roll forward.

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