Nineteen miles of road that
Delorme’s Wyoming Atlas (page 42) calls “improved” gravel
Through sage brush thick as blue-grey dryer lint
amid red Haliburton oil field trucks crawling like purposeful red beetles;
Along a final five mile path locals characterize as “two-track”
to an anticline of time-melted sandstone in cream, brown and orange bright as cheerleaders;
Vandalized BLM sign, weather-worn concrete picnic tables
clutching sand, unused bird house nailed to the lean of wind-blown ponderosa pine
Plus chain link fence and centuries
to keep visitors from touching the significance of shield motif petroglyphs
And sky too blue for Crayola color.
Quiet, 4-wheelers cluster like cattle at a stock tank
around chips, potato salad, beer, and a small radio broadcasting
A Wyoming Cowboys football game.