Chest unzipped
heart exposed
but slow and steady
going towards town.
Eyes witness cheaply made
souvenirs in window fronts
sound of traffic dreary
miss farm already.
Idling back on dirt road
reminded of simple times
no mobile phone or rush
life at a hush.
Chest unzipped
thoughts like colorful handkerchiefs
a desire of old days
mingles in the air.

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