Mesa, AZ

We passed 800 miles talking circles about living with loss
 You said your sense of humor's always helped you get above & across
 Every hurdle, every chasm, every shocking & unspeakable blow
 Just proves the universe is chaos
 So you laugh to clear the lump from your throat
 But if you're fixed on being bitter
 Go be bitter on your own
 We're still two hours from El Paso
 Arizona's such a long way to go
 The chemicals were coursing through our bloodstreams
 At incongruous rates
 I was time-traveling inward through a past life I can never erase
 You were hanging out the window, you said:
 We're just a beggar's banquet in space
 You were laughing at the moon, you were cursing it for wearing your face
 Me & New Mexico are orphans
 Or is it bastards? Either way:
 I know a guy in Roswell
 We'll hitch a moonride, steal you back your face
 You sleep and whistle 'Blackbird' backwards
 while my eyes cut her name in clay.
 You wake to Mesa, Arizona
 Say, 'Let it go. She'll change her mind someday.'
 You took the wheel in Mesa, Arizona.
 Said, 'I got the rest, man.
 You can drift away.'