Mississauga III

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The river of metal
blitzes past,
accelerating and
breaking waves,
three lanes each
way.

Engine brakes and
motorcycle mufflers
stutter toward freedom
in a dense, almond fog.

There is no fighting
this, not now,
not anymore.

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