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Slow Moving Band

Slow moving bands of snow
are crossing our region
on their annual tour. The closest
band travels in an old bus painted
white, of course.
The horn section sits in the back
bickering over where to stop
for dinner. The driver, who
says his job is driving snow,
ignores them all, intent on his path
ignores especially the lead singer
who keeps complaining, asking him to
Speed It Up, the whole band is moving too
slowly says the singer, telling the drummer
when no one else will listen but the drummer isn’t
listening either. He is staring out the window,
dreaming, watching the road whiten beneath them.

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