Terrain , like eyes
Wide open horizon seeking
Limitless ranges
Unearthly bound
Beyond eye levels or concious
Design spread outward
Leg tired walking
Stumbling
Around sage brushes blown
Colorless deaf
Dead saguaro winds
Mid deserted highways
Prairies of tall mountains
Down that ways
Where grown is a noun
The land stretches
Far reaching times known
Somewhere between Albany
And Laredo
The outskirts of
Can't see and don't know
I met
One time a man
Lied to me
I know
Who said
Life's all a treasure
Can you give me a ride
Rode all the way to Santa fe
In silence
When he said
Let me out here
No thank you
No goodbye
Just a gesture
More like a sign wave
Meaning
I don't know
Keep on keeping on
Or some such
Whatever