Gravel toothed and Lordy lord

    swaying in the evil wind

brackets and turds in your ears

    torn up sneakers and knees torn

out jeans 

    that horse died years ago 

      put on the leather

    Severin

    remind of 101

      or 17 thru Los Gatos

   with the stories of the streets

   the tapes are worn out 

you lived another day

   another time 

your face has changed