an amazon chick
with an amazin’ pancho villa face
thumb out on highway
stands in the boilin’ sun
countin’ cars go by
zoom
catch that
u-turn
watch truck
yes i knew zapata well
some of my friends
my very best
have even looked
like the japanese
at certain times
i myself think they’re
grand . . . make great radios
do you ever see liz taylor
down there
pack is heavy
there is ink
runnin’ down its dusty straps
amarillo
ain’t far
am going there too
won’t need floor scrubbed
voice dubbed
or anything
won’t need anything
a place fumbles in the sky
must make it t’ trinidad
tonight
a flyin’ saucer texan
covered in cuff links
ate his steak for breakfast
an’ now his car radiator
has blown up down the road
back here, a sixty-three
mercury convertible
crashes into girl
an’ ten birds
just crossed
the colorado border