bread crumbs

[saw]

shoeless and shirtless
that dynamic duo of leisure,
days hanging in the Sky Lounge
talking to squirrels that will listen

and that's all of them these days
I've spent so much time in the treetop
they have come to regard me as their brother,
we coexist in rarefied air above the house

they walk right up to me now, the man
with the peanuts, like pets with a nuptial
they know if they walk out of my life
they'll be adequately taken care of by their lawyer,

mama earth.... they also know they don't need me,
merely put up with my gigantic body
and my complicated language.... all they hear
is this soft garbled tone

and it occurs to me that tone is everything
tone signals your intention, and words are eaten
like Hansel and Gretel's bread crumbs by wayward creatures
with little or no stake in the matter

[saw]

The Sky Lounge...( the roof of my row-house )....ie....sanctuary

[Tjflowers80]

That looks so peaceful right now.