As a hand prompts around a cone an...

As a hand prompts around a cone and plane,
Spray rises and falls forward all sides.
The guide attends the wheel,
And sick from it, the engine starts.
He has a glass watch and we,
Confused, hear him run over us our confusion.
"Because," he marvels "where we're from."
A dinner of burnt fried meat ringing
Until another witticism from behind a fire
Mentions someone's fireside town:
Tulsa, Oklahoma, California.
And now we are dying
Of