Red Sea

On the shoulder
of New Mexico five-twenty-two,
I stopped my car,
while a flock of sheep migrated
from one field to another.
Bleating black faces in a sea of off-white wool,
one dog doing most of the work,
one shepherd dancing and playing air guitar
to tunes his ear-buds relay to his ears.

I wondered if this is what Exodus looked like.
The Dog starred as Moses in this movie version.
North-South road traffic supported as the Red Sea,
which parted for The Dog, The Flock,
The Shepherd, who stumbled on the center line
and went down, crushing his air-Fender
and embedding gravel into his palms.

copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney

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