Concern

[erehwesle_fox]

losing this thread, this line

word orphaned, dropped off

hitchhiker in dirty hooded

sweatshirt standing there

on the ramp, driving by

you know nobody will

pick up he shifts from foot

to foot just waiting for rain

and it always rains

washes everything down and out

the storm drains and out to sea

I can’t control the weather

Like I could when I was six

place a stick here, a pile of stones

there draw a line in the mud

a circle, a cross, wait for

the rain to just stop

and it always stops each

time you think it will never

rain again but

it always rains because

those clouds, grey whales

swimming in their sea they

have no memory, like I do

they don’t remember being six

and just let loose

any time pissing all over

everything washing it down

the sea drains out into the storm

the don’t care, don’t worry

they look down always and

never, ever look up

and if you never look up

brother, you’ll stay right here

dropped off on the on-ramp

noone shares a ride with

the illegitimately illegible

the ones that lost that line

that goes behind

made in the woods long time

ago, a stick a pile of rocks

a circle, a drawn line…