from Underneath

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So you're driving from the funeral

through the desert land,

you see something moving in the wind so wild,

so you stop the car

and you walk out to the edge of the sand.

and you watch it fly...

A wind-blown trash bag does a road-side ghost dance

in the vast Mojave sky

like a living spirit just for one full minute

right when you're passing by

It hovers there up in the air

up in that twist of dust and wind

The vortex slows, so it goes, dust to dust again.

Whisper those words you heard: