Three Haiku: Wind, Road, Motorcar

it is addressed thusly:
What does restlessness mean for the outcast?

it reads:
A weight of glory
Elijah once heard whisper
In this restless air.

The world is smaller
On gun-gray ribbon, now run
and breathe and turn, wheel.

These brazen cars fly
And dart, but rest not O eye;
For theirs rest not either.

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