POEM

A BRIGHT AND SHINING PEOPLE

Clog dancing drunk or huffed.

Rickety children bouncing off walls.

Bite him, bite him good!

This be us as we live

the lives of Riley.

Hung from a axle tree,

hung from a bridge, hung

from the stone horse of

the village founder in

the western square.

I seen Johnny Cash out front of 
the Pit Pony Tavern.

Est. 1974.              

I tried to sell him jumper cables.

'Not worth my time, son’ 
is what Mr. Cash said.

I'd sell jumper cables to anyone back then.

So I got a tattoo that says 

‘Not worth my time’.

Life is 

theft.