Friday, September 25, 2009

Acorns

The red tail was calling to the clouds while acorns and walnuts fall from the trees. They make driving difficult. Like little roadkill their skin is split by grey tires which carry the husks home in their treads. Click, click, click. The acorn's tree intention is spread across the hot road. Their meat browns in the sun and washes away with next rain.

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