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Highway 35 to Dallas, 1989

September 23, 2009

Black ribbon of highway
A nocturne with no moon, of
sighing tires and rumbling engine and
a wistful goodbye to all the things I’ve never needed
Too much to ride and I need
a drink or a broken down hotel’s sagging mattress and
fuzzstatic radio trapped in some starpierced stratosphere between
Mexican talk shows and country stations out of Waco
A brawl in [...]

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