I want to be busy,
not like my grandfather
who died in his patriotic shoes
I want to sell discount furniture
in a rough neighborhood in Raleigh
& when the lonely sun goes to sleep,
return to my shack where I will read
read & look at geraniums until I fall asleep
Oh, come back long walks!
Oh, come back intimate talks!
Oh, come back age!
Oh, come back faith!
At least for supper.