Some Buicks still genuflect to the idea of motion. This one does.
Some Buicks are blue. Some Buicks are deists, like Thomas Jefferson,
and some Buicks owned slaves. Some Buicks have freed them.
Some Buicks have classified the petals
of the orchard peach, the hybrids and the demes,
some Buicks maintain private shrines to William Bartram.
This is all very natural.
Currently I am looking at everyone else's hands to guess
(who is an angel.) (who moves among us.)
Some Buicks rest on fresh asphalt, within the lines, some Buicks
views these lines as commands, some rebel, this is in the nature of some Buicks.
Not like the stretch limos hoarding their brass buttons & bits of foil.
Not like the gabby Hondas.
Some Buicks have not yet entered this conversation. Some Buicks are marked on maps.
Some Buicks are vertical but not these. Some Buicks shine.
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