OUT THERE
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Is there any way of possibly—
describing the High Plains out there?
There’s no way of describing it—
CAPOTE wasn't ready for it at all
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The bleakness, the lonely starkness—
IN COLD BLOOD a living Nightmare
SANTA FE track straight thru town—
some tall white Grecian grain elevators
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They called it OUT THERE—
and there’s a reason why they did
Between Kansas and Colorado—
there’s nothing but a vast Nothingness
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Not that that bothers anybody living—
out there on the surface of the Moon
The sky looks down on mere humanity—
just like it did on the stoic Indians
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Endless fields of golden wheat fields—
out there where the horizon never ended
Did Holcomb or Garden City—
really even exist in that terrible Void?
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The sky looms high overhead—
did it really care for anything down there?
OUT THERE was faraway from anything—
It was where NOTHINGNESS ruled
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It’s hard to comprehend sheer Nothingness—
especially to a Brooklyn Heights writer
And yet this is what happened, baby—
Capote brought it back to the Big Apple
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