Leaving Left Field (6/2018)

Towels, walking sand.
The sun rolled down.
Mountains will tell you it melted the ground.

She walked out from left field.
She sang by my side.
And she suddenly realized
That we can make our own time.
Tied it all up, that’s a wrap.
Into the heart of a new scene.

Every great falls before greatness.
No laughs without aching,
That’s when she left left field.

It was dark, it was evening.
Sunshine smashed on down.
It was parked illegally,
Well beyond this worn out town.

We all left with the evening.
Rainbows rode on clowns.
Carousel parachutes fell
Into reflections on the sound.

We were with the evening.
Left field, we were leaving.