The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

Rumbling
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The wheels pass over the road

reality is it sounds like the wind

although this wind is coming from something metallic

note the rush as it passes by your ear

sailing down the road solitary

perhaps its because its the middle of the night

or maybe its weekend

rumbling noises get noiser towards monday morning as

the cars trucks and motorbikes begin the working week

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