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Aug 2013
The clouds roll and tear the sky.
Flashes of light
August on the highway
hot weather heat

Thump and thunder.

Under a construction hat, pour of sweat.
The jackhammer in concrete
cement spits
humidity so thick it mists.

The crew starts after sunset
no flag person on site
steamroller melting road up ahead.

A passenger says careful now
it’s coming up
dogleg
bump in the road
makes them sway.
A cloudburst, deluge
instant blindness
through orange cones
crash landing.

Thump and hit ground.

Back turned, hit from behind.
Pounding on pavement
shower of glass
August on the highway
running in rain
knees and elbows bruised
hard hat and head
cracked.

Grabble and thump and hit ground.
Shannon
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