Companion

Four years

Sipping cask wine

Basking in fading light

Celebrating our isolation

After decades of stress

Each day promising

Something new

Spontaneity guiding us

A coin flip for North or South

My darling

You have aged with the grace

Of a balmy night breeze

Remember that December

We had Christmas

In a forest

No tinsel or gifts

Just a river

Just our skin

Travel with me further

To the edge of life

For I will always be

Your companion

And the road will

Always be our home

Until the fuel runs out

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Out There

Sixteen years in the cracked skin sun
Spewing out curses and pointing a gun
Red dust on her cuffs and flies up her nose
High from the bong made with the garden hose

Sick of heat an’ rust an’ burnt up grass
Good for nothing Father and his lazy ass
Drunken Mother who’s hardly at home
Nagging Nan never leaving her alone

Out there, everybody had a problem
The inability to leave the boredom
The subsequent irritation and regular abuse
Hitting the casino and hitting the booze

The cycle went on like the summer months
Despite her hopes and nightly stunts
Sneaking out to fade like the moon
Only to be caught like a stray and beaten til noon

She sent a reckless bullet to a cawing crow
That took off laughing at her hardened face below
Unsure if she intended it to die
Or just wanted to see it flee to the sky