Contributor: Jay Levon
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I watch for you in the clouds,
and in gods breezes
across the tall grass
of this golden meadow.
Sitting in my pick-up truck
drinking un-iced cans of beer
all hot and foamy
with an aluminum aftertaste.
The shotgun on the seat
beside me like a familiar lover,
and in the distance
there is a tease of thunder.
I sit and watch for you,
and I wait.
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