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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It's A Lonesome Desert At Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I stood in a phone booth<br>In the middle of the desert<br>And listened to it ring, <br>It sounded like some sad old song<br>I think I used to know how to sing -<br>I heard Spanish horns<br>Wailing in the distant air, <br>A longing upon the Western wind<br>Rolling in from somewhere, far beyond here, or there -<br>Rain started down<br>As hypnotically I picked up the phone, <br>I heard lightning crackle through the line<br>And thunder seductively groan -<br>A voice in the wind<br>Blew hot and low<br>Throwing desperate dust into the fading sky, <br>While shadows in the flashes and trembles through the ground<br>Gave clouds cause to cry and cry -</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wanted so to call Someone...<br>But, I didn't know how; and<br>It really wouldn't have mattered anyway, <br>For I had no quarters...<br>Nor any good words left to say -<br>Upon the desert floor the next morn<br>I awoke, cold and alone<br>Covered in both dust and dew, <br>The phone booth and storm were gone...<br>But the sky remains forever, the deepest shade of pure blue.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a></strong></div>