earth note 429

the wet pavement
is a mirage
on the waving grasslands
of northeastern new mexico

late summer

everything is brown
the radio station carries
for a couple hundred miles

the country schools

are having a paper sale
still looking
for teachers

you don't need a weatherman

just look at the big sky
it takes a long view
before knowing the future

i'm told there's another crossroads

to contemplate
i'm not so sure
it didn't disappear

behind the dried up water tower

--- e b bortz