There is a white line
and dark grey cotton blue sky
and alongside and outside
the fields whip near
fenceposts by like
fastballs
and grasses burn and shimmer
in stolen golden light
How can I describe to you
a man
a green building with
a phone
strung out here on this string?
A red line draws itself
fast
ant-like
down the length
of the state of California
It's like in one of those old movies