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I doan think I ever wanted to know
I just like where gravel roads take me
now I live on one
clothes change out on the line
and
I still where the same ones
until it is all just to dirty
some things never get to dirty
well sex mostly
there has been a few times where I thought to myself
about
all of this
and
I still doan wanna know
fuck, all that time spent doing just so
trying to know
I ve written poem stating such
demanding such
and now I denounce
I go fishing in a lake where there are to many ducks
to
even catch a fish
I listen to my neighbor shoot off his gun
and
all the damn dogs getting louder
apparently multiplying in number
and
force
over night
I figure it is appropiate to start cutting their balls off
toss seed everywhere
bring the birds back for winter
if you were standing at my window
you would see mountains
and
when it rains
a bit of a stream in the side yard
I will never know
if such things make a difference
but
when they do
I accept it-
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