albuquerque
there's
a shepherd barking
every
night
past
the abyss
to
the promised land
of
orange sunsets
if
you doubt that
for
a moment
let
the highway
take
you through the back roads
til
you reach the river
renewal
just a stone's throw
the
markings of the ancients
your
brother's keeper
--- e b bortz
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