Somewhere in the South

3129 Phyllis St.

I travel south
down the river
in the morning

Crackers eat oatmeal for breakfast
Four roses are in the front yard
Saddle soap in the back

I climb
the steps
at noon

Where the crackers meet for lunch
Eat biscuits with gravy
She plays cards with a blind man
They laugh and tell – old stories

The sun follows I-10
and rests
behind Phyllis St.

Ponies walk for miles in circles
Gators mate
Boats float
Flamingos eat shrimp and die

I run
to the streets
in my twilight

Away from the crackers – Oatmeal shrimp – biscuits and gravy
The roses died – the saddle dried
The boat sunk
The blindman got lasix

I survive

Somewhere in the South