Make the centre line unfurl
Gotta get to Winslow
Where Jackson sees the girl
The scenes are rightful pretty
Can’t stop to take the pic
Shoot across the dashboard
Will have to do the trick
The scenes are rightful pretty
Can’t stop to take the pic
Shoot across the dashboard
Will have to do the trick
From there
Three hundred
And sixty degrees
Of Canyonlands
Like paper
Cutting flesh
I like the ocean best
A high overlook
With a hard onshore wind
Driving the breakers
Far onto shore
How does the physics do that?
Red tide of fire
Flash floods every morning
With the sun’s first rays
For him
Like a rising tide
They come
In ripples
This is no tourist destination. It is a small, busy, virile town of subtle charm like so many other small, busy, virile towns. You will never discover the charms if you arrive on the train and depart on the next bus.