felt good to be in the wind again
hearing our sweet Harley roars
echoing along the desert highway
black dust blowing off of us
Christmas 2010
weather .. pleasant
temperature near 80
we decided to stop
fill up our tanks
truckstop .. west of Phoenix
Szzay .. Fiarria, the hot redhead
stood to shake off remaining debris
from the Crazy Horse Saloon's blast
a couple of truckers happened by
asked if they needed a ride
Fiarria stomped on their feet
Szzay poked them both in the eyes
HarleyBill and I had a boisterous laugh
watching the truckers limping fast
to get away .. in one piece
upon paying for the gas
we each picked up a case of Bud
cigarette papers .. chewing gum
lottery tickets for the next drawing
a couple of bags of ice
headed for a lonely stretch of desert
we passed stone art .. embedded in sand
just beyond yonder .. ancient mountains
behind centuries old boulders
pulled in to have a beer .. to rest
Szzay and I walked a bit
to cool off from the hot I-10
careful to step around angry, hissing snakes
sun beating down .. paused to drink our beers
spied iguana footprints .. all around
later .. we'd a Christmas party to attend
deciding to save our energy .. walked back
searching for Fiarria and Harley Bill
they were nowhere to be found
his hog sat there .. thump, thump .. idling
all the beer, ice .. cigarette papers .. still there
untouched .. lying atop a smooth .. flat boulder
a peculiar machine like noise
roared through cooling desert air
Szzay and I noticed .. high in the sky .. a UFO
Copyright © December 2010
StandingBear Part XIII
