‘Somewhere Near’

c/r mlsavage2023. .. Breath mints, cigarettes. The smell of sex in the morning. Wind blows through my window forgotten names from long ago. But somewhere a whistle blows. .. Slow boat, five fishing poles. Laughter at dawn echoes in the fog. Coronas, cannabis, family dinner hisses in the sunset. But somewhere a baby cries. .. Lonely rain, muted TV. This house echoes forgotten things. But somewhere a guitar plays. (somewhere.. near Tenkiller) TE