like
a
birthday
or
a
pretty
view
something
we
can
all
relate
to

we
were
young
fresh
you
wrestled
me
on
the
video
poker
at
sandy
hut

i
caught
up
on
my
soap
today
i
feel
like
i
did
something
good

the
world
was
grey
and
slow
and
low
i
wanted
to
move
in
with
the
night

drunken
ira
hayes
coffee
sassy
friday
convos
that
was
about
it

the
sun
touched
the
moon
and
it
was
pink
with
that
one
star
right
next
to
it

there
were
so
many
things
running
through
her
mind
he
saw
them
all
in
her
eyes

she
said
come
here
ghost
and
then
they
did
a
slow
sultry
dance
together

am
i
losing
my
grip
on
you
poem
are
we
old
lovers
breaking
up

there
was
something
romantic
in
the
cheap
wine
and
the
way
the
sky
smelled

she
felt
delicious
sitting
beside
him
their
legs
touching
each
other's

I 

watched 

them 

look 

at 

each 

other's 

eyes 

and 

I 

hoped 

they 

would 

fall 

in 

love 

we'll
miss
you
my
king
on
your
journey
be
safe
and
come
home
to
us

I
want
to
be
your
muse
I
want
you
to
tell
me
I'm
the
only
one

I
wanted
all
my
poems
to
be
about
our
tender
kisses
and
your
legs

they
were
the
last
rose
blooms
of
the
season
but
how
could
I
have
known

i
didn't
want
to
be
at
the
party
i
wanted
to
be
naked

i'm
cursed
with
this
big
golden
heart
of
mine
with
all
its
love
inside
it

i
admired
his
legs
and
thought
in
mmmm's
and
aaaah's
how
i'd
write
his
book

I'll
lay
down
beside
you
knowing
you're
beside
me
right
where
you
should
be

let's
feel
like
our
honeymoon
baby
just
you
and
me
on
spanish
sky

she
said
the
feelings
washed
her
then
burst
through
her
like
she'd
been
baptized
in
love

I
walked
around
my
old
haunt
and
knew
then
why
they
called
it
an
old
haunt

got
some
weed
from
the
weed
store
it
was
a
saturday
park
date
with
myself

I
haven't
written
not
because
I
don't
love
you
don't
ever
think
that

I
always
feel
so
good
beside
him
I
just
feel
so
good
beside
him

he
had
a
flattened
cigarette
and
a
half
cup
of
cold
black
coffee

I'm 

ready 

for 

it 

to 

be 

hard 

to 

fall 

from 

very 

high

and 

never 

stop 

every
time
the
wicked
witch
of
the
west
melts
my
heart
breaks
a
little

the
sun
was
sunny
the
shade
shady
the
grass
grassy
it
was
the
best

every
time
i
see
a
u-haul
trailer
i
think
of
my
idaho

his
fall
flowers
are
blooming
but
he
hasn't
been
home
to
see
them

come
as
you
are
as
a
friend
as
an
old
enemy
i
felt
that
hard

the
clouds
were
white
our
smiles
were
bright
we
were
making
it
in
the
world

we
got
married
that
day
in
reno
nevada
the
road
was
paved
with
ice

the
girl
leaned
over
to
hold
her
boy
and
i
could
feel
your
warm
chest
on
mine

could
we
be
vampires
my
love
i
want
to
love
you
for
a
million
years

I've
yet
to
kiss
him
hard
in
the
pouring
rain
and
it
rains
here
all
the
time

when
the
rains
came
I
wasn't
ready
for
it
I
didn't
know
what
to
do

have
I
ever
told
you
how
much
I
love
my
soap
opera
well
I
do

she
asked
why
a
magnet
works
the
way
it
does
and
i
thought
of
our
two
hearts

we
sang
to
each
other
we
drank
we
laughed
we
were
so
merry
that
day

i 

pass 

the 

jubitz 

truck 

stop 

and 

think 

of 

the 

time 

we 

met 

there 

for 

iced 

tea

the 

hottest 

fall 

feeling 

like 

I 

do 

and 

it's 

gonna 

come 

out 

tonight 

is
that
all
there
is
like
she
sings
in
that
song
yes
you
know
how
I
feel

the
street
lamp
reminds
me
of
my
father
and
the
stars
over
the
dike

he
disliked
it
when
I
would
use
the
butt
of
my
lighter
on
the
bowl

he's
my
muse
'cause
of
the
way
he
makes
his
coffee
how
he
draws
his
lines

driving
in
the
sun
we
sang
frozen
songs
at
the
top
of
our
lungs

those
seeds
the
ones
the
girls
call
fairies
floated
about
like
a
family

they 

were 

sweet 

under 

the 

tree 

looking 

at 

each 

other 

feeling 

like 

sky 

it
made
my
heart
sing
my
chest
cry
it
was
all
pushing
out
of
me
at
once

like
alice
when
she
wakes
I
lay
in
the
shade
slowly
loving
my
life

I
can
tell
he
loves
me
by
the
look
in
his
eye
the
taste
of
his
kiss

nobody
comes
between
me
and
my
man
not
even
you
dream
woman

I
watched
their
bodies
and
hoped
she'd
reach
under
the
table
and
jerk
him
off

I'm
so
proud
of
you
my
love
I
kissed
your
book
I
love
you
husband

but
only
love
can
break
your
heart
yes
only
love
can
break
your
heart

-neil young

to
that
guy
walking
while
taking
a
selfie
you
look
good
boy
you
do

I
like
watching
the
boy
with
the
blue
hair
do
tai
chi
on
the
playground

high
fives
all
through
the
cold
dark
night
and
into
the
wee
hours
of
the
morn

what
can
I
tell
you
about
the
moon
that
I
haven't
already
said

your
arrogance
floats
about
you
I
feel
your
sadness
I
sit
far
away

i'm
training
to
be
a
stenographer
in
case
you
were
wondering

one
london
night
a
stranger
read
my
poem
and
then
she
danced
to
it

the
genre
in
which
I
like
to
write's
the
one
where
we're
making
love
tonight

I
read
her
words
and
thought
they're
better
than
mine
she
knows
my
heart
my
mind

summer
nights
summertime
sadness
summer
blues
summer
rain
cruel
summer

summer
in
the
city
summer
blues
summertime
sadness
cruel
summer

i
wanted
to
see
france
so
i
looked
up
old
tom
ripley
and
his
wife

I
don't
believe
in
ufos
babe
but
I'd
love
to
see
one
with
you

no
helmet
laws
just
a
motorcycle
and
the
idaho
highway

it
wasn't
quite
fall
summer
hadn't
left
yet
it
was
the
harvest
moon

their
music
was
loud
their
arms
hung
out
the
car
windows
they
took
in
the
breeze

I
dreamed
you
in
my
childhood
home
making
love
to
you
by
the
hill

the
crow
left
a
feather
for
me
in
the
yard
today
that
was
nice

he'd
said
my
poems
were
compelling
which
meant
I
was
compelling
too

I
want
your
body
on
mine
tonight
I
want
it
like
a
nude
painting

I
want
a
cold
wind
blowing
outside
the
house
and
a
fire
beside
us

it
was
a
first
quarter
moon
orange
and
strange
behind
a
grey
smoky
veil

a
dry
smoky
veil
layed
itself
down
upon
my
little
valley

if
I
hadn't
gone
out
that
whole
conversation
wouldn't've
happened

I 

sing 

your 

praises 

when 

you're 

not 

around 

hoping 

they 

might 

float 

on 

the 

wind 

baby
with
a
garden
hose
clipping
coupons
songs
by
a
six
year
old

those
end
of
summer
days
the
dusty
warm
sleepy
nights
next
to
the
stars

nina
sang
some
poems
to
me
while
I
wrote
some
poems
for
you

we
were
in
the
world
under
this
pine
tree
feeling
this
amazing
breeze

don't
sit
there
in
your
kingdom
of
isolation
and
act
like
you're
the
queen

when
I
see
a
penny
I
pick
it
up
all
the
day
I
have
good
luck

I
wanted
to
lose
myself
in
the
music
the
grass
I
wanted
to
be
lost

you
kept
me
alive
with
your
sweet
flowing
love
she
sang
my
life
with
you

he
didn't
really
look
at
my
daughters
and
he
might
be
narcissistic

and
i
felt
like
i
wasn't
being
honest
but
that
was
okay
sometimes

i
know
that
ultra
violence
she
sings
of
it's
always
hanging
around

I
walked
so
free
and
one
with
the
world
I
wasn't
wearing
my
girdle

i
hit
a
crow
with
my
car
but
it
couldn't
be
helped
he
wouldn't
move

the
grass
felt
cool
under
me
I
felt
the
sky
like
it
was
right
beside
me

then
after
almost
six
years
my
brother
called
to
say
he'd
be
in
town

he
lies
so
cool
he
lies
with
the
ease
of
the
truth
he's
my
man
my
man

I'm
thinking
about
my
friend
who's
on
the
side
of
a
mountain
right
now