03/19/20 STA

There’s a tumbleweed

I’d been wanting to tell you about

for roughly half this hunt.

It’s not fiscally responsible

or progressive;

it just keep turning

real fast and sly-like

but in the same place.

It don’t have too much

of a personality,

but,

bless the road,

it’s little nowhere dance

be getting interesting.

I think there a code somewhere in there,

you know?

Like a,

a radio message from another place,

beyond where the postman come,

right here

to me.

No,

I don’t wanna

Put down the shiney,

its sweet evanescence make me wanna come home.

No need for your charity either,

I got this magic tumbleweed.

It tell me things

you

don’t

know.

It say

‘We be fine if we stay on the road together.’

Who care where the message come from?

Hey, put that riffle down,

That there is just the messenger,

Who come to sing me a song