Oh
Bluebird
I wonder
how do you sing
so beautifully
Maybe I should
go outside
and ask
but
I am
glued to my
cellular phone
I could look it up
But I should leave
Get up and
kick rocks
just
listen
to you sing
Oh Bluebird you
sing with such beauty
I will get up
live life off
of my
phone
I miss your highways your tollways and truck stops smelled like cigarettes and freedom where the cashier with sun-scarred skin always...
fingers clenched on clumps of damp grass white hands same as the moon bones showed through knuckles cuffs on jeans baptized by the old...
you are my origin, my point zero. the soil from which I grew; the sky from which I flew. you linger in all my marrow. every signal sent...