Hoover Dam - Rob Danielson

Rare song from Milwaukee musician and professor at University of Wisconsin - Milwaukee Joe was driving with one arm The other was around the shoulder of his date Due no doubt to his divided attention, an accident occurred The sober one comments: This sound is no sound at all The blind are slipping on ice Speaking into empty closets squeezing blood from stones Keeping their distance from each other in the lounge of the twentieth century Our protagonist is steering south on an Arizona two-lane Thinking of the spaces between the cacti And reasoning it a language of sorts Alas, a split in the mind and body of the cactus For this our protagonist has no easy solution And assumes it to be the wrong question Up the road ten miles, a station wagon with four Indians is bumping across the cattle guard Preparing to turn south toward Kingman Passing the limits of Kingman, a middle aged couple, a box of fried chicken between them Calculate their arrival time at Hoover Dam to the north The self-amusement of our protagonist fabricates an additional half-dozen tales None of these situated in the desert before instinctively covering the brake petal Noting a gathering of cars up ahead The wreckage itself is barely distinguishable The larger pieces scarcely a few feet Violently dispersed as though shards from a recent explosion Slowing to a crawl the protagonist steers carefully around the few pieces resting on the highway The sober one asks: Is this route 83?" This site is no site at all Nor are we concerned with such venting You need a rock to lean on Keep a safe distance Some bend and others break Your echo is ignored The eyes of the so-so painter of vases and bottles discerns a woman this time Gliding dazed or drunk her inner mass sheaved twice Once by a gown and again by a curtain Curiously the risk is greater when she moves The hydraulic engineer steps onto the parking lot His blue eyes press the pavement speckled with rocks, tire-imprinted napkins and tourist information In the distance a pair of legs scissor along the gap below the railing curving the rim of the dam Joe was driving with one arm The other was around the shoulder of his date Due no doubt to his divided attention, an accident occurred