The long curve

 since it has been going on two Novembers 

his shadow remembers and lingers

in the long Still Road S curve

just down from where we slowed

to recall Judy and her crooked tree

lingering we knew

awaiting our journey by

lately it seems more are the shadows

awaiting our passing

patient along the still roads 

stepping out beside the

long Taylor way to wave

as mirages upon the hot 

asphalt

over the Interstate hill

beckoning us to please wait

under the lone persimmon

letting them catch up

only to spin beyond our sight

determined to make Moniac

for some invisible reward

of being the first to greet 

us as the shadows gather in

front of the single store on 

the way to nowhere

and prepare

for the tracing of the route

back to the long Still Road 

S curve

to greet Judy and gather

the shadow waiting 

patiently...