I'm sitting on the porch on Sunday morning.
A truck with tinted windows rolls by.
Is anyone in it?
I can hear the sounds of distant traffic-
and a jet flying over.
The sky is gray.
A dog barks.
Wind silently vibrates the leaves.
I am cold and alone, but it is beautiful.
A truck with tinted windows rolls by.
Is anyone in it?
I can hear the sounds of distant traffic-
and a jet flying over.
The sky is gray.
A dog barks.
Wind silently vibrates the leaves.
I am cold and alone, but it is beautiful.