What Is It About Texas?

   About love aloud

You quietly type

Sitting as moon behind a cloud.

   "Dallas, is that…. ?"

   "Houston, come in !"

That rocked launched, was it you ?

   And in your voyage,



Who were a million instruments

   All talking to?

As ranger

   You guard, I see,

      Orion’s Belt.

With something wonderful.

A light with the power of twelve stars

Where a million canyons join.


I sometimes see you

   In your electric chariot

     Adding word to word in ecstasy.

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