i had spent a couple days
thinking
was the sunset more beautiful
in arizona
where it has an orange brilliance
or in the high desert of texas
where it has a beautiful rosy glow
to match the pink mountains
but, in the dream
i was in between
and it wasn't sunset
the sky was blue
with clouds
that somehow swept and towered all at once
and i was in a room
walls foot thick plaster
(or stucco or adobe)-- i really couldn't say
and there were bullet holes
going clear through the wall
i could look through them
like they were peep holes
it reminded me of the alamo
not like it is now
it's a really nice attraction now
but, when i was a kid
it was like
well, here's the alamo
just an old building on the street
and it seemed so small
and there were bullet holes in the wall
and it was hard to remember that a great battle
davie crockett and jim bowie dead
remember the alamo
they had rallied at the battle of san jacinto
san jacinto monument so large and overpowering
for a small child
to stand at the top
hair whipping in the wind
santa anna captured there
