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No, Don't Go Out

Car gliding gently, whirling down Mountain engine idling fine Tall pines flying in circles Going on for a circumnavigatingly long time Around the world, no houses Around the trees, no world Buzzcut for a boy Frizz for a girl
Reaching the highway Open your mouth To the north and south sierra mountains Grey and jagged brown Up and down a heartbeat trace Across the curve of the world
Right at the gas station, water bottles rattle The road a narrow vein on the dusty ochre desert skin Lean with your elbow out till you’re halfway down the globe Till the car door’s on fire and you can’t take any more Time to not think about anything To feel the humming engine’s spirit lift Chassis growing wings out wide and tyres thrusting wanting air And, suddenly you’re up there, legs as light as oxygen Heart pounding, face beaming, spirit going up up Body begging to come down down Mouth not knowing whether to be open or shut
Back gently to earth Turn off to Joshua Tree's dusty ribbon highway Desert swelling of the mind Dead reckoning of the blind holy hills The way they sway rocks in the red in the heat And the gravel with the chirp and play Of the desert insect sea
And the sun falls so quick Once white now dark the world glows deep With colours rose and mint Put up the tent My girlfriend and me Hear the first coyotes yowl
I get a flashlight and go to the trunk See a hairy limb in the side of the beam Flip round see a tarantula crawl towards my feet Torch turns to check around and see a hundred other Feeling fingers, fur and fangs Twitching, marching, swarming from the rocks
Go back to the tent And zip that mother up, check the flap What’s up? says my girlfriend. Everything ok? Oh, yeah, I say, just making sure no mosquitos get in I’ll get my toothbrush, she says No, don’t go out, darling, I say. Let's do that in the morning.

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Date: 9/8/2023 8:18:00 AM
You took us on an epic journey Diane. I like my camping sans tarantulas, skeeters and bears, thank you. Good stuff
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