Mikey is dying today
Drifting away going home
And god sent ducks
Two of them
Swimming
In a hole in the ice
Under the bridge
Back and forth
They’d not been for a year
And there they were
When god stops sending dreams
July 12th, 2014
July 12th, 2014
Mikey is dying today
Drifting away going home
And god sent ducks
Two of them
Swimming
In a hole in the ice
Under the bridge
Back and forth
They’d not been for a year
And there they were
May 17th, 2014
I heard you calling
In the myriad voices of morning
Cocks crowing at first light
While answered calls hang like mist across the field…