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132 ROAD IKON Vacant black square windshield eye shades, the glistening muzzle teeth of the tractorgrill , the fuming mirage of asphalt breath, burning earth it lifts over: Road monster mesoamerican in its mask’s iconography Or should be a Tula stone temple summit, from a view that on ascent up those stairs, appears to dawn rising over the termination in the sky of those steps the horizon of the pyramid top but instead— here the tops of these hills these mountains have the wings of two exhaust clouds, have the eon thunder as their eighteen gears, the mask of coming weather here— a truck rising over the hill . . . Who doubted the force of that collision with these spirits doubted that it could throw your centuries aside into your face into its heart 133 Land Spirit of The place the nature gods ...

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