4/27/17

Waffling Through The Air Waves


The ash will be ash.
Back from where it was burnt.
Smoldering remains.

Only smoke is left.
Waffling through the air waves.
Disappearing above.

Clear the mesquites.
Stack the piles 100 yards apart.
Spark the gasoline.

Trail Dog

  Gimme some shelter, Gimme some rust. Gimme a trail dog, If you must. On the highway, Dodging cones. Big trucks passing by, Long way from h...