by Harley Elliott

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by Harley Elliott
     the full rage of kansas turns loose upon us.
     On the mexican radio station
     they are singing Espiritu de mis suenos
     and that is exactly it tonight.
     The spirit of my dreams
     rises in the storm like vapor.
     Deep clouds bulge together and below them
     we are a tiny constellation of lights
     the car laid under sheets of lightning
     moving straight in to the night.
     Before us are miles and miles of water and wind.