Thursday, July 5, 2012

Prose: On Leaving Arizona


travel

 sometimes the 
            gittin' out
is better than the 
Photo: Just in case anyone is wondering, Texas from the window of a rolling vehicle on a Texas highway still looks like Texas from the window of a rolling vehicle on a Texas highway. Yep.
            comin' in
or so i'd heard
caption after caption
frame after frame 
this life goes
this life comes
and the roads and fields
of texas 

 rarely
if ever change.

 so motion detector
radar lover
paint your targets
infra red spit gun
          'cuz you got the rangers
          hot to trot on your trail 
and in east texas
life goes and life comes                                                        
and the girls still sing                                                                                                           
         "Old Wildwood Church"
whenever the rain hesitates                                                   
and the air freezes
hot and wet 
as a chinese towel

 legacy is a blessing
and karma is a bitch.

 (photo/prose self pjreed 2012)


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