TIMING BELTS

He called her to say his ship had finally come in just as she wrote him he wasn't even paddling close

come on, wade in and pull the plug help these cold tears finally drain away give those shoulders one more shrug and watch me bottle bittersweet today

you figure out how I might care bitter almonds and sour lemons all have their place somewhere

IV
change in your pockets reminds you
how we had fun with the little things
the view of the sunsets were free
and I didn't need any diamond rings

dust on the top bookcase is growing
the blinds have been closed for weeks
depression has me no longer glowing
and the halfbaked poems need tweaks

missing you is getting much harder
when each passing day is so long
memories become overdone fodder
as time or distance is proving wrong

I've jumpstarted a battery on the truck
and put new tires on my very long list
what's at the top of that list is a fff-hug
timing belt and more than being kissed

V hey, go put another song on, cowboy your jingle, jangle, jingle ain't in time with the backbeat in my head