Ostrich Walk

She dreams light green
But she likes Creed

Mako trapper
Blue ocean recedes
Out from under me
Wading through the deep
High velocity
Any closer

I can see summer tide
In the warm bromide
With both eyes
Winter sleep
Thinner sheets
The philosophy breaks
Or what will?

Armonk, Rye Brook
Endless Port Chester drive
Hoedown, throw-down
Give me my crown and my wife

I could see you walking through a
Hot spring inside
Like the elders imply
Like a mold-stained leathеr couch inside a
Cold vacant lot that's been turned on its side