A balmy November day
The scraggly oaks
Have been stripped bare
Long before now so
As we're driving
Down Montauk Highway
Their shadows scroll by
On the back of the Cor J
Delivery truck just in front
But on the ground
They're fixed in place
More or less or
Only moving at the sun's
Sluggish pace
So you can read your speed
By the rate the shadows pass
Across the back of the van
But don't take your
Eyes off the road
Or otherwise you
Might run aground
In some ditch
Instead of
Enjoying the
Display of Time (equal
to Rate divided by Distance)
Rushing by right
In front of your eyes
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