two headlights shine
on the gravel where i step
illuminating the silver stripes
in my shoes.
the blackened grass is more defined
their greenness, a memory.
little bits of paper,
wrappers,
styrofoam cups
glow beside me
in the ditch.
the stars are darker
and i can’t see the moon.
my steps slow as i am blinded
by the brightness
then
the two headlights
pass by
disappearing into the night,
leaving me in
darkness
once again.
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