Oni Hayes - 360

Wind flashing through my strands
Mounted cheeks, glimmering tusks
Admiration for the driver, he’s my big brother

Rubber tornados would tarnish on asphalt
The dust ridden terrain spitting pebbles
Blasting our elapse

Fibers securely woven however lax
Expediting moments closed my eyes
Twirling gusts prove they can heave

Skipped carving to memory
Punched I met ground
My scalp flourishes in eternity sand

Rotated I stare to see
The valiant driver still revolving
My big brother didn’t even notice

Oni Hayes

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