Perfume

We pulled off the highway

and drove down Main Street;

found a one-pump

where we gassed and asked where the food was,

just like we knew we'd been expected all along.

A lawyer had an office on the 2nd floor.

He reached it from the outside up the stairs side of the wall.

Just past there I looked down the street

and saw where the town disappeared into the high plains,

and I knew that somewhere out there

there's a valley that's filled with frozen clouds

where dust hangs in the air like it is perfume,

and no one is waiting

Is there someone here that knows me?

I meant to write down the name of the town

and I don't remember the highway we took to get to it,

or where we went afterwards,

I do remember the frozen quality of the hours we stayed there.

I remember the waitress

& what Tom had to eat;

I remember the faces of the other customers like they were my own family.

And I remember that just over the horizon there was a valley

that was filled with frozen clouds

where dust hung in the air like it was perfume.

Is there someone here who knows me?