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Oct 2014
A road is a destination
Not more so
A way of travel
It rolls by you
And you by it
Turning to match the contours
Yearning to be the contours

You are the road
And it is you
Like elbows and knees
It takes its shape
Bends, snaps to
Straight lengths
Of black
Turning
Underneath
Your feet
Sam Shoyer
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Sam Shoyer  Washington, DC
(Washington, DC)   
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   Antiquity Vaircome and SPT
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