Moutain Harmony
HM Spottswood

I was heading to Asheville,
a new set of Black Diamond strings,
light gauge, on my Mastertone.

Quarter of a mile ahead, a crow
in my lane, busy with a morsel.
I pulled over to the fast lane.

He was there in my mirror,
stepping back to his roadkill.
He nodded, I think. I know.

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