when we hit Cali
I'll wear a Panama hat
Hawaiian shirt & khaki shorts,
because it's Spring
ride that look the rest a' the way
'cross rainbow desert expanse
sky painted ghost towns
knowing old forests
foggy ancient mountain ranges
those great & mysterious American rivers--
I'll christen myself
old man of the road
the fading spirit infinity--
forever wandering
soul
going
bitterly achingly to death
one heavy mile--one golden
bridge--
one earthly abyss--
at a time.
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