It's a Big World

It's a big world, don't believe it try driving through Texas on a hot August day with the AC out and the windows down nothing but road and space and a clear blue western Texas sky. Unmerciful sun hammers down and it feels like it is hitching a ride along side of you. The breeze through the car window feels like a flame scorching your face, only the evaporating sweat ceases burnt skin. Driving to oblivion with no other vehicles to be seen just miles and miles of open road, and beside the roads shrubby trees and pastureland with moo cows roasting in the heat swinging tails to swat flies always a lone abandon house crumbling to dust. At least the bluebells bloom on the side of the road in spring. This ain't spring. Just a Texas summer that rivals the furnace of hell. Out of nowhere following you from behind a hearse driven by a gaunt thin tall man with eyes as blue as the devils' Why you feel uneasy not sure but a heavy foot on the gas pedal for distance, the rear mirror shows the long black Lincoln limousine shinning behind, behind, behind...no more a smirk of satisfaction and ease to go slower. It's a big world you turn to your destination life again, noise, streets, buildings, people it even feels just a bit cooler. turn in to the house driveway to park, open car door stretch those legs and arms, look and see Next door in the driveway a long black Lincoln limousine, naw it couldn't be, got to be another hearse Out the neighbors door gaunt thin and tall devil blue eyes nods his head. The world feels small now it is just not big enough.