The wind will have its
way and I will let the wind
take me anywhere.

The birds were chirping.
I listened close and they said,
"Tweedlee, tweedlee dee."

My heart was on the 
ground, but I still had two hands
to pick it up with.

The sky turned pink at
sunset. Blushing, like I'd 
caught it undressing.

"There goes my baby.
She knows how to rock and roll.
She drives me crazy!"

At moments I feel
this life is not my own and
I'm lucky to exist.

On the back cover
there was a name, an address 
and a phone number.

Sorry spider
My kid insisted we go this way
Wrecking your home

Kinda like how you
run through the grass dragons like 
to fly through the sky.

It said, Super Eight
Hilltop New Orleans Oxford 
Suites, inside the cover.

The old man walked 
all over town. The scenery 
was subsequent. 

The skinned steer hung
from the tree and waited. It would
be getting dark soon.

Swimming up river
ain't easy, but what the hell?
The salmon do it.

Tension working magic
between our bodies. Sounds 
no one else can hear.

The low hum of 
people talking could've been 
mistaken for music.

The younger wanted
to slow the river. The elder
knew it could not be.

The wind shook the blinds
and I could hear them clink and 
 bang all through the night.

I'm gonna live to
a ripe old age and then I'm gonna
live a little more.

I wonder about
my place in the world and then
I see the tree sway.

Son, yesterday's gone
down the river and you can't
never get her back.