Western frontiers widen to planes
Laid stumpy to the rim of horizon
radiance too far away to separate
Night so day lingers as measured
Miles of road of light that last
Until clouds roll in and block
The full moon’s glow now wagons
Halt and horses slow with heads hung
Low the tired lick dry the lather cuffs
Once cowboys these are toys now
Who drive the giant rigs and super
Highways through the dark-town
Neon eyes that stretch to ribbon
Rims of tabs to docks and bays
Of stacks of stock of loads that use
To graze –dusts of roads are settled
As thick as hills to make off-ramps
Of life -at expended loops for trucking
Stops pumps refill the prostituting of
Kiosks by the hydroelectric elevation
Of heavy loads –pickup life’s deposited
Invitations -rest stops at life grow
Shorter one to another rededication
At the shorelines –at the Gulf and
Across the El Camino Real and the
A1A -beaches divide longshoremen
And topless hooks.
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.