I did not know how to make
a bed out of tree posts and
binder twine
So I ran way through the trees
and tall grass to the roadside
service station payphone and
called him
He said, “Meet me at margret
and donny’s. I’ll be there by
4 tomorrow morning
Wakened from the couch
he stood there in the doorway
in the blue salesman trench
coat, tapping a hat against
his leg
Ready to take me 300 miles
to family, to the new house
in a rusted green rambler
