when there’s still sun at 7pm on 32510

the son of myrna is secretly thankful at how bob dylan's unplugged version of desolation row transforms the southbound bus scene into a music video filled with characters who possess machine gun mouths. there is a dancing of facial expressions- from the hispanic middle-aged person who keeps hitting his legs as he uses his phone to the red haired african mother who struggles to juggle 3 kids in her arms to the sea of contorted faces busy minding their own businesses. as he closes his eyes, a calm smile paints itself on his seemingly blank face as he remembers his mother living in the deserts together with the myriad of memories with his special someone that keeps swirling around his head like leaves blown on the streets during fall.