Somebody Write Me a Poem

Somebody write me a poem Long and sweet with a rhythm as fine as

her hips Rolling down hills on Route 666 they rise and fall

one breath after another the country breathing in and out while rubber smacks

Tarvane shooting us forward we roll up and down the land

like hands on a body or drummers beat on skin and I lay in

bed at night thinking somebod. Somebody write me a poem Somebody write me

a poem that feels like sunset Sitting on the porch

Cool glass of lemonade in my hand Dinner in the kitchen the smell