Sonora in the city
Long and hard day
just as few are.
Titanical effort just to take my Dr. Martens out.
These boots, icon and fetish
of times when men really were
continuously put out to a test.
Facing nature, facing themselves.
Long were those days
as it was today.
I feel i just got home from a long journey
even though I did not go far
and no heroic thrill came along.
Just another day in town.
It seems I crossed the Altar desert
in a hellish hot summer day.
I will have a deeply chilled beer.
Better have twenty.
