Nebraska

1981,
                  &? for three days in Nebraska
penny loafers are the talk, the thirties sensation
all over again in one-light towns.
Three days in Nebraska,
&? a hundred calves come out bloody &   new
as Wahoo &? Alma & ?Dunning hum

&? glow, turned liked searchlights into
Colorado, where everyone’s already wearing
their lucky shoes.
It takes just one look at a boy from Ansley—
there is love &? there is money
& ?there is everything in between,
touched by both—
one look at the packs approaching the drag
in Imperial,
as first &? second boy say hey &?hey to third
&? fourth—

Three days in Nebraska,
& ?the bigger
the sentiment, the harder it falls, &?   all over
the dreams of the pretty
end somewhere in New York City,
but just this one time,
just these three days
in Nebraska, the boys are clicking their boots
&? singing
I wish I was here in Nebraska