Let me show you just how beautiful Lubbock, Texas really is.

You will see the moondust falling,

Flailing in the gusts that sigh,

But you can't catch it.

You don't think you're even touching it,

But you are.

Stay with me all night tonight

In the Llano Estacado wind.

We'll blow around with the ghostlike tumbleweeds,

And I'll come up in the morning

Like the sun,

Happy and pregnant,

And forty other things no one could guess.

Can we resist, when the stars themselves declare

That we are 92 percent compatible?

Should we hedge a bet like that 

Against Pork Futures or Love 

On a Hub City night?

-jenn