Cops in front and cops behind
the magic light flashed
in my mind
something swaddled
rolling up the road
was it a weapon or a crime
I’ll never know
just like the last time
what was concealed
in the wide load
I try to attach some
significance
I try to reach for some
redeeming magnificence
but I know it’s all a waste
I’ll get a moment
a little taste
but the mystery will
roll away
and tomorrow will be
just another day
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