Desert Ride
a broken bottled oasis flashes in the distance.
bent waves of light whether the skies
burnt skin.
Some kind of desert revival whose chapeled
steps are cindered bones Flashes and fades
buckles and lies down.
Shed the skin and rattle turn the throtle
speeding faster by to leave no trace.
slant mouthed informal mirage.
whispers in canyons and red rock hollows,
echos in between the spaces of staggering
footprints.
parched tongue ravens bleached black
feathers lift and carry from wire to wire
the news of the iron horse.
reflective tape along the side of the road
turns the vascular gravel roads into
beautiful waysides.
markered movement in the evening
flying by with the cactus and the sage.
the vast skies retinas dilate and expand
and i am dry but i am not sick says the air.
breathing downshifting, speeding so fast
heading south but never down.
Copyright © Nathan Martin | Year Posted 2010
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