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 In New Mexico (Published in Vespertine Press Volume I)

In New Mexico
the train is always late.
The sky is blue. The virgin is holy.
The girls are pregnant. The schools are poor.
The mountains are always there, quiet.
Radioactive remains are in the air.

The men are loud; always,
the train is late. The mountains
are blue. The girls are poor.
The mountains are pregnant. The boys
are radioactive; the loud
is always in the air.

The quiet is always waiting
for the train. The quiet is late
at night. The sky is pregnant. The late
is holy. The blue is always.
The girls are pregnant. The poor
are always poor.

The sky is not a virgin.
The mountains are barren.
The moon is rising.
The desert is quiet.