"I merely took the energy it takes to pout and wrote some blues." Duke Ellington

Saturday, August 21, 2010

final

I saw her gazing into tall grass
off the highway.
It was dark/
I waited a very long time.

In the grass off the highway
her knees are bent
with feet kicked up and swaying
like two drunks trying to kiss.

The sky fades like an antique photograph/
she hums steady and soft
as a waterfall descending the side of a small mountain
or a large hill.