Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Navajo
I'm out in the deserts and bi-ways of America. I'm listening to chants and drums in the crisp light of the Navajo Nation. I'm hanging out with Kerouac in ghost towns watching tumbleweeds fly by '67 Chevys, while patriots argue about the Iraq war over stale coffee. I'm buying Doritos at Wal-Mart and making cheap conversation with mannequins.
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Hmmmm...so would I. I wonder how many of us there are.
More than two I'm sure...
There are quite a few of us..The line starts back here.
But how many of us actually are?
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