where’s Phoenix…

Mars shined last night…letting off an abundant light…a glow of red…pomegranate red…or Ruby red…I was told…

missed the show…talks of brownish clay paving walls from West Texas into New Mexico…seen it when I was a kid..
on my way to LA….on the run….

remembered the old man the Greyhound picked up in Oklahoma City…..kept saying, Where’s Phoenix….Where’s Phoenix…, he’d had a few

I thought to myself as he yelled out..on and on…..somewhere in an Arizona trailer park is a family of kids playing poker with beer cans astrewn…

the loser has to go pick-up dad at the bus station…


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