Ride to Roswell

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Raton McDonald’s

Greasy floor

Traveler cacophony

Chaos to the ears and mind

French fries dipped in ketchup

A milkshake, cheeseburger

Smoking a cigarette in the parking lot

Cool lean against hot car broiling beneath the somewhat desert sun

Watching the trailing people

Head back to their vehicles

Making way to the interstate

I-25 north and south

I travel alone

Cool music, hot beer

The ache of time

Roughing my bones

I am starstruck and evil

I am lost in the pinon hills

On my way to Roswell… again

The long hot ride

The desolation, inspiration

The machines under the earth

I look out at nothing

But feel everything