after another long day
of the physicals
sitting now on the back porch
surrounded by the back woods
smoke rising like a fire
started first thing in the morning
to beat the rising sun
after another long night
he will be back
in the spot
the marketplace
with the accidental conversations
that won't stop with everyone
and/or anyone who will listen
as the thoughts pour over the page
not home thirty minutes
and already he's got
pen in hand ready
at the first instantaneous idea
poor pen never stood a chance
just a tool in this thought process...
No comments:
Post a Comment