Water on the Brain

You learn to reconcile
              the pretense & the vapor
steeped in heavy breathing
                              on El Camino Surreal

as well as the tuning fork halo effect

              to reconvene a feather of concrete
                                                when all that shattered chrome
                              ripples the mainline stem

& you recognize too late
              your reflection on the surface of a burnt
spoon like the
                              face of Jesus on a tortilla

with redwood stringers glassed in

              & diesel sand driven beneath the foam