Richard Buckner Count Me In On This One
Count me in on this one! Tonight, it covers me, shaken,
for the hollow vines that I could leave. Shadows:
to the other side! Stumblers: to the door!"
"I take it you were laid out. Can't you get
high anymore?"
Planted back & lucky: "To the ties I've found:
I'll he hiding back inside not too long from now."
You feel that they're waiting & watch it crash-
ing by, somehow; showing anything you thought
you'd thought you had to hide.
"I caught a rising stagger, but, it travels on (It
traded out the mirror until the night was gone.)."
Tremble-to-the-countryside: "Put the rip-offs
to an end!"
"I've fallen back so far, I'll just begin again."
