by Warren Zevon and Paul Muldoon. I was staying at the Marriott. With Jesus and John Wayne. I was waiting for a chariot. They were waiting for a train. The sky was full of carrion. "I'll take the mazuma". Said Jesus to Marion. "That's the 3:10 to Yuma. My ride's here...". The Houston sky was changeless. We galloped through bluebonnets. I was wrestling with an angel. You were working on a sonnet. You said "I believe the seraphim. Will gather up my pinto. And carry us away Jim. Across the San Jacinto. My ride's here...". Shelley and Keats were out in the street. And even Lord Byron was leaving for Greece. While back at the Hilton last but not least. Milton was holding his sides. Saying "You bravos had better be. ready to fight. Or we'll never get out of East Texas tonight. The trail is long and the river is wide. And my ride's here". I was staying at the Westin. I was playing to a draw. When in walked Charlton Heston. With the Tablets of the Law. He said "It's still the Greatest Story". I said "Man I'd like to stay. But I'm bound for glory. I'm on my way. My ride's here...".