around puddles
and under dusk,
I drive to the horizon
and cover it.
after wasting away
on the porch,
watching Jeopardy,
I felt compelled to move.
west or east,
wherever time takes me,
this is the museum of goodbye
in Thursday boots.
then we got nervous,
and baby, I don't have a heart like you,
so let's make a new day
about truth.