i think when i grow up
i want to be your shadow

there's the obvious advantage
of being your constant companion

but then there is the fact
of sunny days
they'd be the best

you'd be in the park,
soaking it all in
and i'd be there too
right behind
or beside you

depending on the position of the sun

and on the grey days
when you're tired
or too drunk
trying to find your way back
i'd be there then too
making sure
you made it

i realize it isn't much
as career goals go
but if there's ever a position open
please
keep me in mind.

there are few things in the world
i trust and understand more
than old dogs

old dogs and old hippies

the slow plodding shuffle
quiet eyes set off
far away in some other moment

tired joints
tell tales of boundless
joy and energy

these stories are the
those that resonate
deeper than the sound
of those joints
cracking and popping
ascending a flight of stairs