wishing across
the heat of the day
like waves of light
changing what you see
bruising your emotions
and giving your concentration a basting
while you come across a grilling
of my road
whoever made it, made it strong
I knew I had to cross the pond
might just not make it home before dark
though it is true you are getting ready
for church tomorrow
I am out in the world
saving the goddamn souls

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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