for the LCDR
.
.
.
Headed cross the saucer
of Califirn-yas
central valley
we mortal two
who cower between
.
the pillars, routine
.
good knees
blood
quaking
flow
aspen
sap
brother-lovers
.
in chariot of
steel
& seek to
find
.
the man-made aquaduct
whereby we cross
.
for this singular venture
(avocado, lettuce, tomato,
strawberry
roadpost sign
hulled husks and heat)
.
our motion general
toward the
high Sierras
where we'll lodge
for one pleasant night
.
at the Sonoran gold-site
foothill slanted
on blanket we lie
chest-by-chest
.
lips-praying to one summer's sky
strain of city eyes &
.
.
behold for
five minutes
true
meteor's
bright
flash
flash
I count, I
count again
the second
you do too, Sir, these
.
crystal
ethereal
mists on fire
.
.
such
(you believe)
brilliance (we)
.
.
4 July 1997
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