An armored Dunbar truck
passed me on the road
while I was walking home,
suffocating the atmosphere
with its black fumes of death
while transporting
bags full of Fed Notes
to the nearest bank.
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by Scott Thomas Outlar / February 16th, 2020
An armored Dunbar truck
passed me on the road
while I was walking home,
suffocating the atmosphere
with its black fumes of death
while transporting
bags full of Fed Notes
to the nearest bank.
This article was posted on Sunday, February 16th, 2020 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.
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