Southwest Tourist Trap

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Southwest Tourist TrapBought souvenirs at Disneylandhit Vegas...saw Elton at the Sandssnapped my wife's picture at Hoover Damthen made our way to I-10the needle poked E on my Escortwe saw a buzzard perch billboardfor a roadside convenience storeand we pulled init sold trinkets n beads and postcards two bucks apieceI bet that joint barely sold a thingcos who'd care about visitingthat southwest tourist trapwith crooked stacks of cheap Xerox mapsbusted clock above the yawning clerkselling phony pictures of Wyatt Earpsoda spill by a rusty old rackwith Jerry Reed cds and travel snacksdreams like tumbleweeds, coyote pups asleep in the port-a-potty out backof the southwest tourist trapwe bought two coffees and stepped outsidethought we'd stretch our legs before the ridethe highway crawled with time and headlightsas we strolled down to a dry creekbedthe sun held its breath before it sanksplashing the west in purples and pinkssaw the shadows of two hawks on the wingsoaring overheadmusta held hands an hour or sosharing the sights...enjoying the showcos that night the finest stagewas the sky n sand n sage by that southwest tourist trapwith crooked stacks of cheap Xerox mapsbusted clock above the yawning clerkselling phony pictures of Wyatt Earpsoda spill by a rusty old rackwith Jerry Reed cds and travel snacksdreams like tumbleweeds, coyote pups asleep in the port-a-potty out backof the southwest tourist trapwe got home to Visa billsand a suitcase fulla stuffbut when we think of that tripour mem'ries are postcards ofthe southwest tourist trapthe southwest tourist trap...2006 Robert George