I am crashing into Utah
squinting in the sun
the water feels good
in the heat

It is far from anywhere
I need to be
Laying very still
I am happy to be here

It is good to be
Far
from ports of call
It is quite here

Where are you my brother
are you still away at the mill?
Jonnie’s been drinking since
they took the kids

This place warms
the places in me
I know to be too cold

Perhaps there’s some hope
a gentleness
somewhere

I am here
under the big sun
It’s too late to take cover