Mexico

driving down to Mexico as I get close to the border cell phone quits in Organ Pipe, no calls that I will miss I can stay in contact via WiFi and my red laptop it's time to get some piece of mind and put some things to order the patrol with semi-automatics, warn of all the dangers I can't let this stop me from this one place that I love I heed what they're saying, stowing it in the trunk be careful who you run into and watch out for all strangers pass the checkpoint through the gate into Mexico I drive sunroof open, sun streaming in, cool breeze upon my face all that is behind me, will be there when I get back if I make it through this week and get back AZ alive the minutes tick by quickly, although I don't need a watch the time that I spend by the sea erases what I want to forget prolific by the hour, the prose flows straight from my heart blood no longer oozes or seeps from each and every scratch