Crow Time

Uh. Yeah. I go down to Mossgor where the crows

don't care. No plans, no mask, no weight to bear.

Just the wind, the waves, the black-winged air. My mind gets quiet,

I find repair. But peace don't last when fools appear. Dogs off the

leash, the crows in fear. One time some kids tried runnin'

'em down. Almost hit me too, I lost my ground.

Chased that car through the forest line. Anger took the wheel,

lost track of time. Forced 'em off the road, then stopped in