A thousand wind turbines stand like men on a hill in Texas. Each with a red eye which blinks in the night. A thousand men stand like wind turbines on a hill in Texas. Each with two blue eyes, shut the entire night, the entire day. There is a chapel on the hill.
The amount of anti-black, anti-gay, anti-abortion billboards I saw on my road trip was ******* insane.
My second to last poem "Sunburn" was made the daily poem of May 25, 2017. Thank you.