Sore Finger Road
Turning the lights off
on yesterdays highway
Riding down Sore Finger Road
Arizonian sunrise arrives-
Filled with sagebrush metaphors
Each tumbleweed has traveled
On paths of wind-blown directions
Each seeking the path of least resistance
How far can you roll, baby?
Watch out for the dust storm
Of miniature dirt devils
Swirling the swirl
Gathering momentum
Of dirty dirt
Blink your eyes and it’s gone
Just like me…
An old dusty tumbleweed
With no roots…
JFTLOI and Pam's BTM Theme
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