Half Way To Memphis (+3)

Wasted broke in Kankakee,

  down from Montreal

I’m half way to Memphis,

  with no one left to call

Guitar strings bust or missing,

  motel clerk at my door

I’m half way to Memphis,

  bathroom window as before

The years have run their distance,

  all memories in default

I’m half way to Memphis,

  the songs all packed in salt

And one last time I’m leaving,

  the highway cold and black

I’m half way to Memphis

   —no way of turning back

(Memphis Tennessee: September, 1991)

Magic Exposed

We fell dead like a mystery unraveled

    —the truth of its magic exposed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

Gifted Free

All faith inside this present moment,

  it’s light my treasure—gifted free

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

Even When

Half the time…

  you don’t know where you’re going

     —even when you’re there

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)