On the beyorn
token
of the waiting
driving

down
down\
down
and down again
through
mesquite and sycamore
tumbling rocks
like spaceships
in my mind
down
down
down
again

through knotty pine and beech
the joshua tree with its arms up
reaching up to god
beseeching the sky
maybe for a little rain?
or like an alien waiting for the mother ship to return

phone home ET

eat your reese's pieces
spaceman

and don't answer the phone (can't they fucking ever text?)
dang it anyhow