Thursday, July 28, 2016

Heading for the homestead.


Heading for the homestead
Aching for the bedstead
Radio’s preaching ‘bout
Eating off God’s bread
But you ain’t heard
A word he’s said
Too busy talking ‘bout
Nascar point-spread
Which cowboy
Gonna bust his head
And which cowboy
Got rodeo street cred
And I ain’t heard
A word you’ve said
I need some time
To rest my head
It’s a two-state cheapskate
Double-header
I’m running my life
Through a paper shredder
The view’s real pretty
When you quiet down
I bet they got a name
If you ask around
For the times when the same wind
Blowing my hair
Makes the clouds so thin
They’re hardly there
I like this drive
You like it, too
I like the feeling
Sitting next to you
—Sarah Torribio

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