I mean, put my car in your pool
you know we are never going
to forestry school together
no food, no water
Omaha Beach ya know
my heart looks like a fish
out of it, I will build
a cabin in the wilderness
and touch your cat
which seems too much sometimes
it’s strange the way conversations go
if I scroll to the bottom of the page beyond the words
there will be empty space to excite my imagination
and the guitar player suddenly flurries the notes
as drama, not genius, is the thing
also, keep it short even if one thing
leads to another and you find yourself
standing in front of an abandoned
and overgrown gas station
out on Rt. 66
a good time to drink more coffee
content & context working together
so you can wonder about things
and wallow in the lore of life
besides, we were never serious about
forestry school in the first place
we just wanted to walk around in the woods
and be with the sound of
the wind in the trees
