Weakness
I love you
I love you so much
you’re my entire world
I can’t go on without you
- really? oh, please
Old Green Anorak
scuffling shuffling in worn out boots
gray road / gray sky / no green in pocket
sometimes morning hits like a sledgehammer
between the running lights
deep into the winter of the blue flannel shirts
it was a gray melancholy day
charcoal, slate, gunmetal, ash
evidently the sun didn’t make much of an effort
creaky old freight train wobbling by
knows where it’s going / that makes one of us
rolling into the dead of night
disappearing into the darkness
storm’s a comin’
“can feel it in my bones” says an old tattered man
soon strong winds are a blowin’
leaves to an early death
taken too soon, before their time
thoughts and prayers
buckets of rain over my head
puddles of moon, everywhere I look 10,000 moons
head down, northbound into the night
old green anorak pulled down tight
headed for the city lights
