Mormon dawn muttering through muttering rains
rolling past barns not farms.
Damp gravel road out of another town
passing the twisted frames inside biker graveyards.
Accidental rider shook quivered and died
now their sadness follows you from Utah
oily gray dawn, complicated rain, muttering pain,
twisted frame, biker blood in motorcycle graveyards.
Water Buffalo on the gravel road out of Utah.