Spring wish

Spring be my canvas shoes
like kerouac's
to take me all over this country
to be the pop out leaves
of old trees

Spring be the song i sing tomorrow
with birds be the chorus

Spring be my love
as it lasted only a moment
I shall have the best.
find it among the nests
and for me, them,  go catch

Spring be the whiskey i drink tonite
with ashtray be the companion

Spring be the silence i play
with string less shoes in evening
spring be the broken glasses
the morning sweeper be the god
I knew who is blind deaf and dumb

spring be me under the shed
with cyclists be the wind to take me away