I gave directions to the El Camino looking for 75, said
He wandered a bit off the way.
I don't know if he took it.
He laid up the highway,
I saw his car gleam in the sun, A half mile or so before
The slow curve of the Earth
Took it around the bend.
Later, I saw smoke and the wail of a siren. I wonder of
He wandered off the way,
As I sit on a half pile of junk
And some bad ideas.
I got a cream color couch
And a velour ottoman.
My, what a sight,
Unseemly in the moonlight.
And I refigure the abstract
Of cloud formations.
I draw it up close in my mind
Skin and sky and moonlight,
I watch it rise from the east.
I forgot about the El Camino
As the dry wind eats up my land. I pull back the blinds
To the yellow sun.
I wonder if they'll junk
The Camino, Maybe I
Can sell her for parts.