hi, how are you?

My voice is a little horse
galloping lost through the woods
calling your name

It’s new to me
but just the same
the earth is an old canvas
painted over many times

The poet rambles
the world it scrambles
but who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men

Your shadow knows
it’s right behind you all the way
your shadow knows where you’ve been

Somewhat disturbing is the sound of birds singing
when you know you don’t deserve it
You are not here today
and I feel just like an empty eggshell, and
my yoke is heavy
my yoke is heavy

- from “My Yoke Is Heavy,” by Daniel Johnston

~ by phi zeroth on 16 May 2007.