Between Vegas 
and Los Angeles 
the world & his brother, too, 
they're down on their knees 
howlin at the moon. 

Between Hell 
and Highwaterville 
somebody's calling something, sayin, 
You want, 
but you never will. 

Between here 
and somewhere far 
there's a person you know 
floatin face down 
at the bottom of a jar. 

Where you goin?