five months on the go

five months on the go

and I don’t know

where I am right now

90 degrees at home

out in Twentynine

my world is turned upside down

in San Francisco I

retraced steps that I

took when I was younger

up Noriega and

Haight on the bus

then I stepped out into the fog

El Paso then

drove to Marfa and

stood on the banks of the Rio

cracked mud and it’s

107º and

hoodoo goblins in my rearview

me and my family in

a Dodge minivan

headed up the peninsula

we crossed a river then

crossed another one, then ate a

disappointing pizza

took a taxi then I took a ferry and

I took a train to the hotel

slept four hours then

I woke back up again

to catch a plane across the ocean

five months on the go

chased by my shadow

and never looking over my shoulder

eyes on the road

wheels to the ground

my world is turned upside down