Friday, August 4, 2017

I'll Fly Away

sitting on
my cedar back porch
not being able to do a damn thing

I can ogle my feet
but there’s only so much
satisfaction in that

I wonder
have I come to the end
of my run?

looking at the patches
of light and shadow on the grass
can’t have one without the other

the colorful metal chickens
are right there beyond the bars
of the cedar railing

plus an orange
button-nosed pig
with purple wings