Abilene, Lubbock, Clovis
Miles and miles of flatlands
leave more sky,
canvas for sun and clouds
who paint with light and water.
I leave my heated car
stand on the side of the road
breathe air that blows across the prairies
my lungs fill with wildness
A train goes by
its horn a long and low greeting
human to human
across earth
in its untouched vastness