Old Chevy Blazer hand propelled
Into the abandoned shed at 3am
Through 4 inch mud, Fear throwing a glow on the walls

Huddled in that place
10 minutes, adrenaline
Made sure the lights from the highway
Were coming for us.

You saw the Dog Star Venus
While I saw a searchlight,
Sitting in mud at the basement of the continent,
Examining crimson corrosion on a decaying
Iron sheet from the great northern range-
A product of stellar fusion
And General Motors

We relied on each other to sleep fitfully
One hour, a century
Until sure the lights were not
For us,
Would not allow us to be seen
Six years, a geological epoch