Lying in my room because the crew got rained off
once again,
Lit my first and ran outside and hit the creek with
pad and pen,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I
will try.
See the orange autumn leaves fall on the water,
Every day I need a portion of disorder,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting
by.
Tell the bluebottles summer has gone,
The fall came fast, it followed hard-upon,
Worms with legs are creeping below,
See the sunken river-weeds bow,
Jill jumps her souped-up Mustang with her lawn
tractor,
Grab my Bowie knife and cigarettes and Baxter,
Maybe I could read The Art Of War a third time under
a cloudy sky,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I
will try,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting
by.
On his back one pale eel glides
Into the whirlpool swimming to the tide,
Underneath the cold waters lie
Soles in shimmering face-outlines
Soon a man comes with a spear and with a steady hand
he'll wait,
While his children sit up on the bank and thaw the
frozen bait,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I
will try,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting
by,
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