They Fly Up and Down 51

They fly up and down 51,
all the huge trucks, SUVs,
reincarnations of seventies’
muscle cars, lots of Germans
— big, ugly, and some sleek
predators dangerous to life
and limb — right through
God’s big, brown acres,
missing coyotes, javelinas,
really hungry rattlesnakes
in March and April, really
tiny Bark scorpions in the
summer not to mention
the flowering cacti and
poppies of spring, which
easily could be seen from
the highway if the animals
weren’t so thirsty for beer
or single batch Bourbon
and hungry for wild wings
and chips and dip while
watching mindlessly the
never ending wasteland
in blue.

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