Poem written on a place mat in Beaver Utah

Waiting for my fuel pump to be replaced
I sit waiting for my three egg omelet
waiting to arrive in Colorado via coffee
burnt taste of life waving its antlers strong and dark
like coffee and I sit waiting in this heavenly purgatory
once again where mechanics and angels envy each other
and the U-haul transience of the morning
like dominoes the seconds stack up in the spiraling
black sip of death to the flesh so the phoenix
can roller coaster out of the burning desire to live
in a freedom of zero need where the avalanche
is contained in the whites of the eyes
that gigantic storm of the spirit, that CMT
in the auto service shop of the soul of the pole
of the scathing history of snow
in the snow globe in the snow globe
of Beaver, Utah.
Ultimate escapism into the endless swirl of problems
deliver us from the necessity of the tow truck
begin the horrible extrapolation of the void
that ultimate companion the escort like the
gorgeous gravity of the highway the black weight
the sunken temple of ground zero ecstasy
the erosion of total minimalism
a New York City loft with no walls, no ceiling
just the Jurassic yellow light
on the glorious hard wood floors
The Timberline Inn where the vortex of the heart
projectile gushes into the morning pool of disorientation
the guide built by the ignorance of birth
starts to decompose and weave through the dimensions
trying to stitch rip consciousness from its bearing
to bear fully onto itself
the gaping starlit shelf
a tsunami culmination of the inner conundrum
where the temple drums usher
the advance of the ash gray sand dune
the solitary tidal wave, unilateral demolition
sweet sweet personal apocalypse
silver crank arm of the typewriter
the glorious bell of a new line
on the avalanche damage of a new white page
what a remarkable gift of eternal renewal
ripping each page out of the book
to cast into the fire
so only the true text will glow
like a city
like the wet dream of a CIA decoder
the simple chant of the God of death
the burning bridge into the black hole
where no light can escape.
Check please.