David Walker Poet Rhyme

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The Five Hour Flyover

The Five Hour Flyover 
David J Walker

Oceans of cotton and pumpjack sails 
The reality of time on miles prevails
On the horizon painted and parted by hours of 
Tipping the scales between 
small towns hovering over the
Llano Estacado  

Herefords and horses line fences 
demanding all five senses 
to comprehend the vastness 
of the Alternative Reality 
of a forever reaching horizon

5 hours of driving to 
Everywhere or
	Anywhere you want to be
When you are young and 

Needing the energy 
of millions 
To make your day profitable
And your nights 
  Plausible 

5 hours from anywhere
5 hours from everywhere 
5 hours deep into an 
alternative reality  

Oceans of cotton and pumpjack sails
The distance prevails 
Extracting time against miles 
That never fails 
To call you home again

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