Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 chevro Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. in the pouring rain on the long dark highways he roadside casualty armadillos on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into t horizon.
Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being by more than just the curious deer and west texas highway transients. at dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible Of the drugs taking effect. he crosses the border east into new mexico. there is now no question in his mind about the flavor of the and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made waitre S he's crossing more than 2 states at once, his watch stops. he picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately, as been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty town N as brubaker.
"just remember," she says. "i'm holding you responsible for all this" he cringes at the tone of her voice. a quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him the of 3rd unattached eyeball. a star of dried at the bottom of the styrofoam cup on the dashboard smiles at him and somehow, in her loneliness and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in the midda T, he her into sex.
The temporarily fixed, they drift on and fall upon a small bar in no place specific. drunk by evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size. 2 Later, still heading towards the holy angelic temple he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant. later that day she gives birth to their son.
Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly alien language. and he in perfect english in his sleep, whi Cking his breast, his twisted utopian visions. she looks at him terrified and says, "remember, I'm holding you responsible for all of this.
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Peace and and anger Brotherly Brotherly I though I had to say But I what it was I'm try and say it anyway Too much Makes me Shortened Too much Takes me the baptist Comes to I've got to drive The road is In of my eyes I've got to faster If I to get home
If I don't look I'm going [blah blah blah] I'm gonna get [blah]
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I've got to drive The is falling In of my eyes I've got to faster If I want to get
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Too open space me nervous Too ginseng A [blah] open Then a blah blah] his face Then a doctor [blah] fucking open Give some cowboys acid Many me nervous Nothing right now Too many spaces Yes me nervous Someone to go up to wyoming And open up some fucking open And call her some hotel And look at the turf in the spaces Don't say it's Be careful what you're You can do you can do anything I you can do anything You know what you're doing Or do anything at all Because are wide open spaces [blah and children
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on acid They don't know what they're So they can do I wonder where those are I wonder where cowboys are