Sunday, October 27, 2013

Desert Doctor

In a town called Escalante, he rides a Harley sporting an American flag. He can hear the purr of any motorcycle engine in town and circle in to render that tick. He'll indicate from where you came on the tire he changes and nail it to an outer wall of pride. He'll offer you cold beer in the pouring rain and coffee in the blazing sun. And when you depart it won't be without a metal crucifix he's made.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am digging the photo's from your trip.