Sunday, July 23, 2017

Not Into the Woods Yet

86-year-old Donald
got lost this morning trying to find
the path that used to go past Buster’s barn,
where Buster kept
the Model-A he used for his sawmill.

Not sure if the Model-A
was hooked up to the sawmill somehow
to make it run,
or whether Buster used the Model-A
to drive the cut timber down.

Anyway, Donald
walked out of the woods this morning,
burrs in his socks,
sweat all over the front of his tee-shirt,
dried blood all down his left forearm.

“That didn’t work!” he said.