around 7:00
I walked the desert ,
followed by my shadows,
for I am the walking man...
desert is a cemetry of time,
we come here to pay tribute to the passage of time...
to morn the time we have lost..
we come here to be buried in the dust
to bury my past, and my present, for our only hope lies in the future... where there is hot shower waiting for me in Reno....