I put down my Elmore Leonard book on the approach to El Paso
As there are many new things to see, new to me at least
There are sandstone hills, topped with scrub brush
So neatly arranged it appears to be combed hair, cornrows maybe
The back of the hill reveals a gaping wound
As if the skull of a 19th century white man taken apart by an Apache
Of course the wound is from the white man
And the 21st century war he calls progress
The alien green patch of a golf course
Looks as ludicrous as it does enticing
Over watched by a mountain ridge
That appears to be an exact replica of a dog’s jaw
Then we land & work begins
Or at least that’s what we called it
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