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Sunday, October 28, 2007

Somewheres In Texas


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Woke up on the train and roared,
"I....AM....IRONMAN!" as I stretched.
I was dreaming of driving a Fat Boy
down a two lane flat top in Utah,
blasting down the oily, black ribbon road
like a noisy iron meteor on wheels.
I was going to Fry Canyon to see the old leather-faced Indian
who used to tease me and teach me there
in the uranium hills of his machine-invaded reservation
when I was two years old.

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