Portland

I enjoyed you

Scary as you are

I walked you

And saw how smart you are

That living room

Brilliant

Wish that I had seen the ocean

But ‘twas the beginning

Of lethargy

And the Indian and the tattooed man

Could both lift right out

There was a strained awe

As I was dogged and hassled

I’ll return freer than then

I promise

And I’ll  sing with you