Nightshift at the construction site

Old road reconfigured straightened improved

No street lights in this bumpkin district

Civilization under construction

Pitch black frontage

A spooky sound ancient

Lizard brain working

A sound in the dark

Muffled rhythmic

clopping on fresh asphalt

From the north

Flashlight broken

Moving in my direction down the road

What pale rider this way comes?

What meaning?

My pea brain painted a probable

Stable down the road

A horse had thrown its rider

Was returning home like a cow to its stall

Programmed

Archaic

Slow and steady

Eerie my cat’s eye accustomed to dark watched the white flank move past

No rider No saddle

No street lights in this bumpkin district

Not this year

Horsepower receding to the south

Returning home

Making way for cars