I’m drinking now.

I’m thinking now.

The ideas breaking like waves

And waving at me, nothing but

Smiles, as I sit on a porch swing

In the town my family came

From, in the house my father

Came from, in the arms of

No on in particular.

They’re calling me out to the

Water where I will dip my feet

Into the cool green blood that

Soaks into your cells.