Road Trip
It was a painting I'm sure.
I'd seen it before.
Monet.
Or was it Van Gough?
A picture inside a car window.
A landscape
whose pattern changed within the frame.
What an artist in heaven lives.
His marks even the best critics
cannot help but praise.
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