Drowning the Sunset

I drove 264 miles
in reverse
beneath the light of
a last tattoo
closer to the color of pavement
I never noticed
& where we was
exonerates the telltale haze
& fatuous dreams embalmed
in the mariachi version
turning several shades of deepsea
with abalone guitars & drive-thru
confessionals at the
bottom of a motel swimming pool
just a block from the beach