dream of trees naked in the wind
those arms shivering bare brilliant against
a dirty cotton cloud backdrop / oh dream /
like those 13-year-old boy ones rampant
pure dirty unreal soft hard like the trees
that will not see Spring
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my old man was a George Jones fan
No Show they called him and he sang sadness
wrapped in polyester n hair shellac
I hear him sing out when the day’s done
dead awhile but still
as the track parking lot empties
yep that race is (still) on