What the hell is "prose"?

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1991 Toyota Corolla, 2005
8 x 10 Silver Gelatin Print

Six Organs of Admittance - "Eighth Cognition/All You've Left"

The sky couldn't decide
To cry or to smile?
Showing its bright, burning yellow teeth
Between hints of melancholy precipitation

Weaving that continuous
three-lane braid, 
the coffee-stained
the left-lanes,
the gas-guzzled,
Down the omnipresent asphalt,

Just driving to work,
Under the hungry hawks, seagulls and sparrows,
Over the dead squirrels, the skid marks, and diesel dust.
There is none but the vast, eternal face above, the crowded road,

And me.


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