YOUNG JACK:
%% Sh*t, that wind feels good. If only that train would hurry up and run through Signal. I know I'll probably arrive just as its running past Joe Aguirre's trailer %%
((Reaches down to turn on the radio.))
%% Oh, that's right. There ain't one in this truck. Pa says we can't afford one. %%
((Listens instead to the engine sputtering and the continual rattling and hiccuping from the back of the truck.))
%% Why can't we get a new truck? This one's fallin' apart. Hell, I should know better than to ask. %%
**
Upon a trek of fanciful flight,
determined and intense,
dawn emerges from the night.
The ignorant release pretense.
Dumbfounded in the light of day,
Brilliant blue and white defeat
dawn's mysterious shadowy gray,
heralding the sun's luminous heat.
Stars fade away and dim.
Darkness is left behind.
The soul and mind are at the rim
of a valley, lit but blind.
**