@Writer_DG  Horrible accident on I-17 on the way home this afternoon—trailer full of cattle hit a guardrail and flipped. Dead cows all over the hwy, —Diana Gabaldon

I imagine they were asleep

to the gentle sway

 the close quarters

dark

dreams of meadows and sun

light breeze to keep the flies away

flick of the tail, just in case

then

flight

hooves scrambling for purchase in clouds

foggy as dew-grass mornings

dead cows all over the highway

skin warm in the sun